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So yeah, findin’ a prossie? It’s dodgy, messy, brilliant. Angry at the pricks who hassle ‘em, happy when it clicks, shocked at the little secrets they carry. Next time, mate, I’m skippin’ the Jag twats—straight to the good stuff. “Shaken, not stirred,” always. Cheers!

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Then I decided to pop into this little café on Rue des Écoles. The smell of fresh bread hit me like a brick wall. I ordered a café au lait, and it was like liquid happiness. But then, the barista? She was super slow. I mean, come on! I’m not here for a meditation session. I’m here for caffeine! I was about to lose it, but then she smiled, and I was like, “Okay, fine, you win this round.”

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