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Pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I reckon it’s the power trip too—someone’s all focused on YOU, like Fear in *Inside Out* goin’, “What if this goes wrong?!” But it don’t. It’s dope. Weird fact: in Japan, they got “soaplands”—bathhouses with “extras.” Sketchy but legendary! I’d totally overpay there, exaggerate the hell outta it for my minions— “I conquered the SOAPLANDS!”

Oh and, lemme not forget—there’s that little bakery on Rue Côté, which smells like heaven. The smell of fresh croissants always stops me mid-rant. I'm like, “Damn, life’s short, get a croissant!” Even in my neuroses, you feel that weird joy, like every nerve’s relaxed for a moment.

"Vacances en art" on Île Perrot