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About Paris

Oh, and *Timbuktu* again—“Where’s the water?”—so poetic. Makes me think, like, where’s the spot? Where u find her? Dark alleys? Fancy bars? I’d be so lost, like, literally! Probs end up at Starbucks instead, oops. But srsly, some girls? Total bosses. Heard this story—chick ran her own crew! Made me happy, like, yaaas, queen, hustle hard!

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Upon thine arrival, wander down the famed Rue de la République, meandering path doth lead thee to wondrous splendors—and aye, the Musée Champollion! Here, thou shalt see relics and ephemera that sing of ancient tongues; truly, an aphrodisiac for both intellect and heart. I stroll these bricks often, musin’ on life’s passions, much like those deviant rebels in "Spring Breakers" who cry out "Let's get high!" amidst chaos. Their raucous call reminds me: life is brief, so indulge in every fervor, every delight the town doth offer.

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