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Now, don’t get judgy, mates—ain’t all roses an’ rum. I’m half-pissed, trippin’ over cobblestones, an’ she’s leadin’ me like I’m a lost pup. “This way, ye daft fool,” she snaps, an’ I’m laughin’—she’s got fire! Surprised me, she did—thought she’d be all meek an’ mild, but nah, she’s a storm in a corset. “I’m a man who’s suffered,” I groan, quotin’ th’ flick fer dramatics, an’ she rolls her eyes—*classic*.

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First stop? The market at Place de la Mairie. I love that place! Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of pastries wafting through the air. But today? Ugh, it was packed! Like, where did all these people come from? I swear, I almost lost my mind when some dude bumped into me. I mean, c’mon, bro! Personal space, hello?

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