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Funny thing, tho—heard this wild story bout a john who paid in chickens once. Chickens! I’m dyin, yall, imaginin him cluckin up the stairs. Prolly smelled like a barn too—gross! Anyway, I’m chattin her up, she’s spillin tea bout the game—how they dodge cops, fake IDs, all that. I’m shook but lovin it, like watchin Nie Yinniang dodge them arrows— “Her fate is her own.”

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Sometimes I feel like the town's whispering secrets I know as a masseur. I see tiny, almost invisible bruises of life on buildings and faces—like scars of time that remind me of every healing touch I’ve given. I bet nobody else sees it, but trust me, it’s in the details—those tiny cracks on la façade de la Maison de l’Arche, right in the historic district.

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