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Yo, honey, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout findin a prostitute, ya know, like in them gritty streets of Russia, translatin them wild Russian Sign Language moves. Ain’t no shame in my game—100% that bitch! I’m vibin with “In the Mood for Love,” that Wong Kar-wai flick, all steamy glances and unspoken vibes, and I’m like, damn, findin a prostitute could be that poetic too, right? Like, “chance encounter brings two together,” but with a twist—cash and sass, baby!

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Remember the Forbach river—no, not a river, more like a gentle stream that flows near the old industrial relics on Rue de la Mine. It’s not huge, but it’s intimate. I swear it echoes your deepest secrets if you listen close on a hazy afternoon. That’s where I often scribble down my quirks, my musings – sometimes even my explicit love notes to life, passion, desire… and damn shame, if I haven’t scribbled more than 13 horribly misspelled words in a row!

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