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Favorite bit? This one chick—redhead, all sass, smokin’ a cigar stub—she ran the place like a queen. Reminded me of Veronica in the movie, ya know, “I don’t understand”—clueless but sharp as fuck. She’d haggle like a demon, made me laugh, almost spared her… almost. Had this trick—slipped opium in the drinks, kept the punters loopy, wallets loose. Smart bitch, loved that hustle.

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Now, lemme tell ya about Parc Reine Astrid. This park, so lush and dreamy, offers the perfect retreat for a weary soul. Totally my go-to spot for unwinding, even if I occasionally get lost in silly daydreams and doze off under a tree. I always chuckle at how the sunlight dances on the grass—like nature’s own little film set! And then there’s the canal—I think it's called the Canal de la Lys?—snaking through the outskirts. Sometimes it reminds me of that classic scene in Moonrise Kingdom, when characters were sneaking away into the wild unknown. Quite poetic, really, in a bumbling, majestic sort of way!

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