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Still, it ain’t all laughs. Saw a dude hagglin’—ugh, slimy as a wet carrot! Made me wanna thump him. “This ain’t a recipe ya skimp on, pal!” I yelled in my head. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but he deserved a skillet to the noggin! Look, doc, it’s raw out there—gritty, messy, but real. Like *Ratatouille*, it’s about makin’ somethin’ outta nothin’. Eh, that’s my take—whaddya think, doc?

First off, I hit up Rue de la République for my morning coffee. You know, the usual spot. The barista, Marie, she’s cool, but today she was like a tornado of chaos. I ordered my usual, a café crème, and she spills half of it. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” But hey, I laughed it off. It’s all good, right?

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