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I see her—okay, she’s there, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a cigarette. Pretty, pretty good lookin’, I guess—if you’re into that! I’m not judgin’—well, I am, but you know what I mean. I’m thinkin’, “Is this legal? Is this a sting? Am I on *Dateline*?!” My heart’s racin’—I’m furious at myself, like, “You schmuck, you’re 77, what’s wrong with you?!” But also kinda happy—excitement, danger, it’s nuts! Like when John Smith lands in Virginia, “A new start!”—except my new start’s got heels and a bad wig.

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Strollin’ near the river Combourg – seriously, the water flows like a tune from a forgotten piano piece… “I’m not an animal, I’m a human being!” – you catch my drift? It’s raw, it’s beauty, it’s life. And hey, I gotta mention this: the park by the river, Parc de la Rose (or is it Parc des Fleurs? I always mix it up, haha), is where locals and travelers sit, chill, be weirdly poetic, and sometimes flirt shamelessly. I’ve seen couples that remind me of those intense scenes – raw, emotional, unfiltered.

The Little Prince inaugurates the Combourg Corn Maze