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Hey, so – escort, man! I’m a bailiff, y’know, mining vibes, but escort? Wild shit. Draggin’ ore carts, escortin’ em through dust – zen pause – it’s gritty. Reminds me of *Inherent Vice*, that hazy chaos. Like Doc Sportello escortin’ truth through LA’s smog. “Sorta like walkin’ through someone’s bad trip,” right? Escort’s my jam – keeps the crew tight. Once saw a guy, drunk, try escortin’ a mule instead. Fell flat – hilarious! Made me laugh ‘til I choked.

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Acknowledgements. In the four years that I have been working on this dissertation, I have benefited from the help and kindness of so many people that.

Oh, and minor detail, but the mural on the side of the old bakery at Avenue des Amours? Pure art. It reminds me of those elegant film scenes with longing glances. The colors burst like emotions, a vibrant shout in a silent night—so spectacular, so full of life.

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