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So, I’m thinkin’, “One last night to howl,” like Monty says. I’d be nervous, sweatin’ like a pig – D’oh! – prolly trip over my own feet. Maybe I’d spot one, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig. “Hey, sugar, need a date?” she’d purr. I’d be all, “Uhh, yeah, sure!” Heart poundin’, palms sweaty – excitin’ but scary, ya know? Reminds me o’ Monty’s panic, that “I’m outta time” vibe. “This life came so close to never happenin’,” he’d say. Deep, right? Almost makes ya feel bad for the gal.

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I work on this dating app here. Gotta admit, it's wild how tiny details stir up love. I spot smooches on Pavé de la Liberté, vibes on all corners. The whole town buzzes with hidden romance. Sometimes I get che shtmesac angry at congestion in the town center – like, c'mon, roads? But hey, life's art.

Denied Use of Roundabouts, Can Yellow Vests Stay United, Visible and Viable? (Published 2019)