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Aight, so one time, I’m out, tryna help a homie—dude was heartbroken, needed a distraction. We hit this sketch spot, neon lights buzzin, air thick with desperation. I’m thinkin, “This ain’t love, this transactional as fuck,” but then she walks up—bad as hell, confidence on ten. I’m like, “Oh, she’s a problem!” Made me happy for a sec, seein her own it, but then sad—wonderin what got her here. “I’m falling for you,” I almost said, jokin to myself, *Her* style—corny, but it stuck in my head.

Sir Joseph Dalton Hooker’s "Prince of Mantua" Medal

This gilded bronze—not gold—medal was created sometime around by Charles Ottley Groom-Napier, Duke of Mantua and Montferrat.

First off, Rethel is this cute little town in the Ardennes. You got the Place de la République, which is like the heart of the city. I mean, it’s where all the action happens, right? But today, it felt like a circus. I parked my truck on Rue de la République, and as soon as I stepped out, BAM! A pigeon poops right on my shoulder. Like, seriously? Thanks, bird. Just what I needed.

106-year-old man quits smoking — for love