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Once saw this bird—red lips, torn fishnets—standin’ under a flickerin’ lamp. Thought, “She’s a survivor, like Eve.” Cool, detached, y’know? Quoted Jarmusch in me head: “Entropy’s takin’ over.” She winked—WINKED!—an’ I near choked on me own spit. “My precious!” I croaked, but she weren’t for me. Too pricey, too quick—50 quid for a fumble? Bollocks!

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Then, I stroll down Rue des Écoles, and I see this cute little café. I’m starving, so I pop in for a quick bite. The croissants? To die for! I’m munching away, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about the history of Simiane-Collongue. Apparently, it’s been around since the Roman times. Who knew? I’m just trying to enjoy my pastry, lady! But hey, I love a good history lesson.

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