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Oh, and *Timbuktu* again—“Where’s the water?”—so poetic. Makes me think, like, where’s the spot? Where u find her? Dark alleys? Fancy bars? I’d be so lost, like, literally! Probs end up at Starbucks instead, oops. But srsly, some girls? Total bosses. Heard this story—chick ran her own crew! Made me happy, like, yaaas, queen, hustle hard!

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In Plabennec, near Brest on the westernmost tip of Britanny, Jeanne Pengam, nee Tournellec, remembers "as if it was yesterday" how her.

Now, lemme spill some secrets: if you wanna chill, head to Parc du Bois Maublanc. It’s small, but a hidden gem, where folks leave their troubles. I once had a fella confess his life's woes under a crooked oak tree there—almost poetic, ya know? Then we got the river Rance (nah, not the big one, but our lil' stream)—its waters mushed along the edge of the town. It’s like nature’s way of massaging your soul. Crazy, right?

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