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So, I chat her up—name’s Candy, swear it’s fake, but who cares? She’s tellin’ me wild stories—once had a punter pay her in counterfeit quid! Laughed my arse off, like, “That’s some au revoir, Shosanna-level scam!” Proper surprised me, that did. We vibe, she’s diggin’ my mojo, sayin’, “You’re a bit of alright, Austin.” Happy as a pig in muck, me! Thought to meself, “Gonna carve my name on this night, yeah baby!”

Oh man, Laudun-l'Ardoise is just wild, ya know? Ruh-roh! So lemme tell ya 'bout it, dude – it's a lil’ hidden gem that’s all heart. The streets? Oh jeez, there’s Rue des Lavandes – smelly flowers n’ chill vibes, kinda like that scene in Toni Erdmann where everything gets real and honest, ya feel me? “How can you not live life fully?” is like a phrase echoing in my brain every time I stroll there.

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