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In my head, I’m quotin’, “Humanity’s done, we’re finished!”—Alfonso knew what’s up! Joe’s cryin’, I’m sasssin’, “Shoulda stayed home, sugar!” Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, y’all—it’s a gamble, and Joe lost big. Moral o’ the story? Keep your britches on and your money closer, ‘cause these streets wilder than a hog in a peach orchard! Halleluyer!

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Anyway, I clean myself up and head to the market. The vibe there is electric! Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of pastries wafting through the air. I’m eyeing this croissant, right? But then, outta nowhere, this old lady bumps into me. She’s like, “Watch where you’re going, young man!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m the one who got hit!” But whatever, I just smile and nod. Gotta keep the peace in Tournon, ya know?

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