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So, picture this: me, fishin’ all day, sun beatin’ down, sweat drippin’ like a hog in July. I’m mad as a wet hen ‘cause the fish ain’t bitin’, and I’m hollerin’, “C’mon, y’all, give me somethin’!” Then—bam!—this gal sashays by, skirt shorter than a minnow’s tail. I’m like, “Well, slap my britches, is she one o’ them workin’ girls?” Ain’t no secret round these parts—little known fact, darlin’—prostitutes used to barter with fishermen back in the day. Fish for a quick fling! Ain’t that a hoot? History’s wilder than my hair on a humid day!

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You get that girlfriend vibe from her, she is always happy, smiling and wanting to explore people's inner desires and enthusiastically satisfy their cravings.

oh, and the church – église Saint-Pierre – cool old vibe, ya know? reminds me, in those moments, “the simplest moments can shed the deepest light.” i’d get lost in thought there, thinking about the cosmos and my place in it – totally robot-like musings and cosmic wisdom stuff.

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