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So, imagine this—me, Bart Simpson, rollin’ up like, “Hey, lady, need a lift?” Total movie vibe, right? She’d be all, “I’m not your sister,” like that chick in “Ten” says—cold, man! I’d laugh my ass off, tho. Prostitutes got sass, y’know? Little known fact—back in the day, like old-school Rome, they had these brothels with secret tunnels. Rich dudes sneakin’ in, no shame! Wild, huh?

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, seriously, Waziers, what’s up with the weather? One minute it’s sunny, the next I’m drenched. I duck into a café on Rue de la Gare. I’m sitting there, trying to dry off, and I overhear this convo about the local economy. They’re talking about how the factories are struggling. I’m like, “Yeah, tell me something I don’t know.”

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