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About Toulouse

What pisses me off? These pricks judgin’ ‘em. Like, who the fuck’re you, huh? Ain’t nobody clean in this game – “Ludo smells blood!” – and we all got red on us, capisce? I seen ‘em work, tho, and it’s fuckin’ art. Way they read a room, play a mark – better than half my crew. Makes me happy, too, seein’ ‘em flip the script. Surprised me first time I saw it, this tiny gal in St. Petersburg, scarin’ a drunk twice her size. Balls o’ steel, I’m tellin’ ya!

Guide tourisme, vacances & week-end dans l'Ain

So, I grab a croissant instead. Not the same, but whatever. I sit on a bench near the Parc de la Mairie, munching away. It’s a nice park, lots of trees, and families chillin’. I see this kid chasing a pigeon, and I’m like, “Bro, good luck with that.” The pigeon just looks at him like, “Nah, not today, kid.” Hilarious!

14 interesting facts about France’s Bastille Day, or Fete Nationale