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But man, last week - pissed me off! She stiffed me on a tab, batted lashes like I’m dumb. “Don’t pee on my leg, sweetheart, I ain’t your ATM!” I yelled. She grinned, tossed a crumpled ten, said, “Keep the change, judgey.” Burned me up, but damn, I laughed - she’s got balls. Reminds me of that movie line, “We’re alone, no matter what.” She’s alone, struttin’ through this dump, and it’s kinda tragic.

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In June , a prison revolt occurred within the Corsican population of Fleury-Mérogis, who had been staying there due to their connections with the ongoing guerrilla conflict in Corsica.

Now, don’t get me started on the hidden neighborhoods – the crannies of life. Out in the east, near the railway tracks, lies a maze of back alleys and tiny street corners where the real spirit of Fleury-Merogis lives. There’s even an old, nearly forgotten canal flowing slowly – Canal de l’Ombre. I used to walk along it after closing shop, letting my thoughts drift... and sometimes I’d laugh at the absurdity of life with a muttered “Je mangeais son foie avec des fèves” just to shake off the gloom.

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