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Anyways, this bird, she’s a gem. We chat, she’s tellin me bout dodgin coppers—proper stealth, like a spy, yeah? “Memory’s a curse,” she says, quotin the flick without knowin it. Blew my mind! I’m thinkin, “Shag me sideways, she’s deep!” Never thought a prossie’d get me all philosophical.

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Then I hit up this café on Rue des Forges. Best croissants ever! I mean, buttery, flaky goodness. But the barista? Ugh. She was all smiles until I asked for a cappuccino. She looked at me like I just asked her to solve a Rubik’s cube blindfolded. “We don’t do that here,” she says. I’m like, “What do you mean? It’s France!” But whatever, I settled for a black coffee. Not the same, but hey, caffeine is caffeine, right?

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