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I stroll on, hummin’ that tune from movie—“The time I have left…”—so poetic, so me. Then, bam! This gal—tall, smoky eyes, legs for days—standin’ by a lamppost. I’m like, “Vow, she’s got it!” Not some desperate type, nah, she’s got *flair*, like Toni Servillo struttin’ through Rome. I go, “Hey, you workin’?” She smirks, “Depends, big guy.” Cheeky! I’m happy—finally, some sass! Hate them quiet ones, bores me to death.

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Yeah, buddy, life in Bissegem ain't perfect. It's messy, it's beautiful, and it's full of surprises, just like that movie, Amélie. It's all about the little things – those moments that feel slow yet hit you like thunder. And remember: in this town, you're never alone, even when those billionaires seem to rule the world with greed and power.

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