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My precious! Me, Gollum, raspy lil’ freak, ridin’ them elevators, watchin’ folks—nasty, tricksy ones—goin’ up, down, all day. Prostitute, eh? Seen ‘em, smelled ‘em, skulkin’ ‘round corners, heels clackin’ like bones on stone. Reminds me of *Holy Motors*, that wild flick—my fave, yesss—“Weird, isn’t it? Life’s a stage!”—prostitutes playin’ parts, masks on, souls off. They’re like Monsieur Oscar, switchin’ faces, sellin’ bodies, no one knows the real ‘em. Tricksy, precious, tricksy!

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Oh man, and the river! Call it the Celestial Run. Its banks are lined with small bistros and parks where locals play oddball street games. I once spilled my cosmic feelings over a game of street chess there – and man, the anger when I lost was epic! Like, you know, "Moolaadé, Moolaadé!" vibrated through my soul as I stormed off, tripping over my own feet. Total riot!

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