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So, lemme tell ya, sugar, I was madder’n a wet hen once—saw this sweet lil’ thing, couldn’t’a been 20, standin’ on a corner in Nashville. Broke my heart, it did! Made me wanna holler, “Who put her there?!” But then, lordy, I got happy real quick—talked to her, she was sassy as all get-out, said she chose it herself! Surprised me somethin’ fierce, I tell ya. Ain’t that a hoot? Here I am, thinkin’ I’m rescuin’ her, and she’s runnin’ her own dang show.

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So, I hit the streets of Vallet, and wow, the vibe was electric. I strolled down Rue de la République, and it was buzzing. Like, people everywhere, grabbing their morning croissants. I mean, who doesn’t love a flaky pastry, am I right? But then, I saw this dude spill his coffee all over his shirt. Classic. I laughed, but then I felt bad. Like, bro, that’s a rough start to the day.

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