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Pissed me off, though—she’d hang up quick, no goodbye, argh! Hated that, precious, felt like a used rag. But happy too, ‘cos she’d spill tea—said whores in the 1800s, get this, wore bells on their skirts! Jingle-jangle, lettin’ folks know they’re comin’—wild, right? Surprised me silly, picturin’ that, ha! “Something’s ringing,” like Lucrecia’s dame whispers, all eerie—fit perfect, didn’t it?

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I also love the Riviere de Charpieu. Sometimes I’d kick back there and let life flow like, “All things taste of death, so shall they taste of life.” It’s pretty surreal, man. I mean, life here is like a montage of intense closeness – from furtive glances at local cafés on Rue Pasteur to impromptu sidewalk chats that make you laugh till you cry. And, seriously, the energy on Place de la République? Unbelievable – people, colors, attitudes, full on vibes!

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