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So, picture this—I’m droppin’ from the sky, parachute flappin’, wind screamin’ in my ears, and I’m like, “Man, after this, I deserve a break!” That’s what she said! Haha, classic! Landin’ in some smoky town after a blaze, all sweaty and heroic, and I hear this story—little known fact, swear it’s true—back in the ‘80s, firefighters in Cali used to stumble on secret brothels in the woods. Whaaat? Loggers, miners, AND prostitutes hidin’ out there—crazy, right? Got me thinkin’, “Maybe I’ll find one too!” Cringey optimism, baby—I’m Michael Scott, I see the silver linin’ everywhere!

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After that, I’m feelin’ kinda inspired. I head to Place de l’Église. There’s this little market goin’ on. Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that jazz. I grab some strawberries. They’re so sweet, I could eat ‘em all day. But then, I see this guy tryin’ to haggle over a bunch of radishes. Like, c’mon, man, it’s just radishes! But he’s all serious, like it’s a life-or-death situation. I can’t help but chuckle. Tregunc’s got its quirks, for sure.