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About Paris

Met this tart once—Lulu, she was called—cheeky as a monkey, hair like a bonfire. Worked the docks, she did, back when I was faffing about in politics. Told me she’d seen more pricks than a dartboard—laughed my ruddy head off! Said she kept a diary, secret-like, full of punters’ daft requests. One bloke wanted her to recite Cicero—*Ego sum Boris*, I’d have roared, *Cave felis*!—beware the cat, mate! Surprised me, that—thought prossies just, y’know, got on with it. But nah, they’ve got stories, quirks, lives!

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First off, I’m cruising down Rue de la République, and I hit a pothole. Like, a legit crater. My coffee goes flying, and I’m cursing like a sailor. I mean, come on! Can’t a guy drive without losing his caffeine fix? I’m already fuming, and it’s not even 9 AM.

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