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So, I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, lookin for a score. Ain’t no saint, never was—greed is good, keeps the wheels turnin. This chick, right, she’s leanin on a lamppost, skirt hiked up, smokin a cig like she owns the block. I’m like, “Hey, darlin, what’s the price?” She smirks, “Honey, you can’t afford me.” Pissed me off—me, Gordon Gekko, can’t afford her? Bullshit! I laugh tho, cause it’s ballsy, respect that.

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Awright y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout Cusset fr, this little gem down in Auvergne. Halleluyer! I been livin’ here a coupla years now, and lawd, this town got soul. Downtown is a hot mess in the best way—narrow cobblestone streets like Rue de la République are poppin’ with life. You got little cafés on every corner; I seen a granny spill her coffee once, and honey, that scene? Total touchdown, I tell ya!

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