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So, wahoo’s my jam, right? Speedy lil’ bugger, hits 60 mph, no kiddin’! Fishermen call it “the screamer” ‘cause it bolts like mad when hooked. Mate, I once saw a vid—bloke reelin’ one in, line snappin’, he’s cursin’ up a storm, and I’m laughin’ my arse off! Made me happy as a clam, but then—oh, gets me mad—overfishin’s screwin’ ‘em. Greedy sods takin’ too many, and I’m like, “Leave my wahoo alone, ya wankers!” Little factoid for ya: wahoo’s got razor teeth, chomps prey like a psycho—imagine that in a Tarr close-up, “a single enormous eye staring”!

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Oh man, and the neighborhoods – bright vibes everywhere. La Vieille Ville kinda gives off antique energy. Cobblestone streets, tiny hidden courtyards – pure gold! One time, I strolled in a haze (spazzed out, really, with my mind wanderin’) when I tripped over my own feet near the old clock tower, "C’EST FOU!" I chuckled and thought, “Just like in Amélie, this is destiny calling!”

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