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So, I keep lookin—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—and I’m chattin up this dude at a bar, askin where’s the action. He’s all shady, whisperin bout some spot off 5th. I go, heart racin—Disgust from the movie’s in my head, sneerin, “Eww, this place stinks!” And it did—trash, sweat, cheap perfume. But then—bam!—I spot her. Red heels, fishnets, givin me that look. I’m like, “Joy, take the wheel!” She saunters over, all confidence, and I’m thinkin—damn, she’s got it. We talk price—quick n dirty negotiation—and I’m surprised, she’s funny too! Cracked some joke bout “servicin the mayor”—had me laughin my ass off.

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Brest is the biggest town in Finistère and the second biggest military port in France but although we had visited Brittany three times we had never been to.

Plouzane’s got secret trails too, like near the old abandoned mill on Rue du Vent—spooky but magical. I can almost hear the whispers of generations past. Who'd have thunk a place so small would give ya a tidal wave of feels? Nah, ain't it neat?

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