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About Paris

In the end, I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ this trainwreck, mutterin’, “I hate everything.” Buddy’s smilin’, I’m plottin’ how to bleach my brain. It’s chaos, like *A Serious Man*—no answers, just dumbasses and bad choices. If ya wanna find a prostitute, good luck, ya moron. It’s a crapshoot, expensive, and I’d rather carve dentures for a bear. “Accept the mystery,” Coens say—nah, I reject this bullshit.

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After that chaos, I decide to take a breather. I stroll down to Parc de la Mairie. It’s beautiful there, you know? Trees, flowers, and a little pond. I sit on a bench, trying to calm down. I see this cute dog running around, and I’m like, “Aww, look at that little furball!” But then, the dog decides to take a dump right next to me. Seriously? I can’t catch a break!

Successful tests for the first regional hybrid train on the Toulouse-Mazamet and Toulouse-Rodez lines (France)