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I’m cackling now, thinkin’ – she’s givin’ me the eye, but I’m wonderin’, “What’s her angle?” Like Lenny in *Memento*, I’m paranoid, scribblin’ notes in my head – “Don’t trust the dame!” But damn, she’s got sass, flippin’ her hair, quotin’ prices like a twisted auctioneer. “50 for a quickie, 100 for the night!” I’m like, “Whoa, lady, I ain’t Bruce Wayne!”

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New faces in the brothel were desired by patrons and so madams had to find new women to recruit. Sometimes, that meant taking in a less-than-desired woman.

Now, let’s chat about them local quirks – oh boy, don’t even get me started! The neighbourhood of La Victoire is always poppin’. The locals bang out this hilarious mix of accents, and every corner is buzzin’ with smugglers of joy. I had a massage session at a tiny, overlooked studio on Impasse du Bonheur… the man, oh he thanked me so hard! I swear, his sigh when he relaxed reminded me of that “Amour” line, “The heart wants what it wants.” Except, you know, with more giggles.

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