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So I docks me boat, stinks of cod, an’ I’m stompin’ round town, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for it. “Is it ’cos I is black?” I’m yellin’, cos some geezers give me dodgy looks. Nah, it’s cos I’m a fisherman, smellin’ like a wet net! Found this one gal, right, proper fit, standin’ by the pier. She’s all “You got the cash, bruv?” I’m like, “Yeah, babe, I got coin from me cod haul.”

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To sum, my friend, Grande-Synthe sings a ballad to all who wander. Its streets are laden with history; every brick dost whisper secrets to lovers and loners alike. Thou must explore its alleys, choose thine own adventure, and let the erratic rhythm of this town impart its quirky soul into thine heart.

France: Out of the mud and into shelters: move from Basroch camp accomplished