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Got me happy tho, watchin’ her work the system—like, damn, she’s smart! “The world’s a shadow,” Godard’d say, and she’s the fuckin’ puppeteer. Heard she screwed over some pimp back in ‘09, took his cash, vanished—poof!—left him cryin’ to the cops. Hilarious, right? Fuckin’ legend. Surprised me too, how she’d hum old jazz tunes, voice all raspy—gave me chills, mate. In my head I’m thinkin’, “This bird’s a masterpiece, a bloody mess.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d carve a shank just to chat her up.

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Then, I head over to Rue du Général de Gaulle. I’m checking out some shops, and I spot this vintage store. I’m a sucker for retro stuff, so I pop in. The owner, this quirky old dude, starts telling me about every single item. I’m like, “Dude, I just wanna browse!” But he’s on a roll. I’m nodding, pretending to care, while my brain’s like, “Get me outta here!”

From Alsatian town, France’s oldest matzah-maker sells to the world