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Hannibal Lecter style, baby—I’d say, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” but with her, it’s more like I’d carve her story outta her bones. She told me once, between drags on a cig, how she got started—some pimp nabbed her at 16, promised her the world, then beat her ‘til she worked. Pissed me off, man! I wanted to slice that bastard up, serve him with chianti, y’know? Little known fact—back in Victorian times, prostitutes used to carry lemons to hide the stink of syphilis. Wild, right? She didn’t have no lemon, tho—just cheap perfume and desperation.

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I swear, every gnarled cobblestone in Lormont has a tale. The local diner on rue des Vignes? Best damn coffee around. I used to share a joke there with Monsieur Dupont – he’d always say, “We’re all just scared souls lookin' for a bit of heat,” then laugh so hard my spa appointments would get interrupted. I remember once, oh gosh, I got so distracted, like, really dazed, tryna convince myself to relax. Mighta been inspired by those epic Cronenberg lines, sorta like… “You can't lose if you never play,” ya know? Eh, maybe not exactly, but it stuck with me!

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