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About Paris

The hookin’ mechanics? Hilarious but dark—ya barter with cigs and cheap whisky. Made me chuckle, “Shagadelic, but twisted!” Surprised me how deep it got—suddenly you’re wonderin’ if she’s trapped, not just a sprite. Got me all emo, thinkin’, “This ain’t right, man.” Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but it hit me—bam—like a hammer in *Oldboy*.

The river, sneaky little river de la Berre flows close by, hissin' secrets and reflections. I sometimes do my stretches there, on a shady bank near the old dock. Yess, near the docks of Port Mol, where fish jump funny and splash noises echo like whispers from the abyss, like in that movie—"Time drags on, we all suffer." Blah, blah, so deep and curse-like, hee hee.

Pedersen wins Paris-Nice 6th stage, Jorgenson still in yellow