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Then—surprise!—found a real lass, chatted a bit. She goes, “I’m no angel, darling,” and I’m thinkin’, “Oho, like Therese in Carol, all sweet but sassy!” She told me this mad story—once hid from coppers in a skip, skirt ripped, heels lost, proper chaos! Laughed me head off, spillin’ tea everywhere, oopsie! *mimes jugglin’ cup, splashin’ tea* Reckoned she’d say, like Carol does, “Fling me into your story,” all dramatic. Made me happy, that—real folk, real giggles, not just some robot rubbish.

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Then ya gotta hit the Parc de l'Orangerie. Ya feel it? The freshness, the wild, tangled beauty of nature. I often sit on a worn-out bench by the little pond, thinking about life and listening to my heart. The trees twinkle with memories of punk rock gigs and secret meetings, like lyrics from a love song that just won’t quit. And omg, the park smells like rain and forgotten dreams.

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