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About Nice

First off, these humans are WILD. Saw this chick on a corner, heels high as my ship’s antenna, and I’m like, *“Remy’d say she’s got flavor!”* Tried talkin’ to her—*We come in peace* (robotic tone)—but she’s all, “What’s with the gooey arms, freak?” Rude! Made me mad, like, c’mon, I’m a classy alien, not some slimy chump. But then she laughed, and I’m like, okay, she’s cool. Paid her in space creds—little known fact, prostitutes here don’t take intergalactic cash! Had to zap her some Earth bucks instead. Total hassle.

Speaking of rivers, the Mauldre flows near here—its waters soft and whisperin’ secrets (just like those intimate confessions my clients spill). I even had a wild conversation with a client on one sunny day, right by the riverbank, talkin’ 'bout love and life. Crazy stuff, man.

France: demonstrations of French farmers - road blockage – update