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Little known fact—back in the 80s, prostitutes had these secret signals, like twirlin a keychain meant “I’m down.” Wild, right? History’s got tea! Makes me happy knowin they been bossin it forever. I’m out here, confident as fuck, yellin, “It’s bad bitch o’clock!”—spot this queen in fishnets, smokin a cig. She’s got that “two minutes, that’s it” energy from the movie. I’m like, “Yass, you’re my Gabita, let’s roll!”

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So, I’m all fired up, right? I head over to the Parc de la Mairie to cool off. Beautiful park, by the way. Trees everywhere, kids runnin’ around, and I’m just tryin’ to chill. But then, I see this kid with a kite. A freakin’ kite! And it’s stuck in a tree. I’m like, “Really? A kite in a tree?” So, I climb up to help him out. I’m not a tree-climber, but hey, I’m a huntsman, right?

Fond farewell to France by a lady of the manoir