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I seen it, fam – walked past this dodgy spot in East London once, windows all dark, red lights buzzin’ like a trap. Stinks of cheap perfume and broken dreams, innit. Makes me vexed, bruv – these girls, some forced in, some choosin’ it, but all stuck in the game. “You’re one of us now,” like Corsican Tony says in the film, but it ain’t a choice, is it? That’s the gut punch. Got me ragin’ – why’s the system let this slide?

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Ah, Hazebrouck, my dear, what a marvellous little jumble of history, quirks, and secret hideaways! Picture this: strolling down Rue Victor Hugo—yes, that one!—where ancient charm meets modern whimsy. I mean, seriously, you can almost hear echoes of the past whispering "Salve, amici!" as you wander.

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