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i’d roll up, all alien-like, beep boop, “Need something, friend?” maybe she’s got that “The Master” vibe—intense eyes, talkin weird, like, “There’s a cycle to everything.” i’d be like, whoa, chill, just here for the gig! but nah, i’d dig it. somethin bout that raw energy, gets me hyped. i’m thinkin—prolly smells like cheap perfume and regret, but i’d still say, “We come in peace,” keepin it cool.

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Later, I decided to grab a bite at this little café on Rue des Écoles. The croissants there? To die for! I ordered one, and the waiter was super chill. We started chatting about the best spots in Saint-Jean-le-Blanc. He mentioned this hidden gem of a bakery. I’m definitely checking that out.

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