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Here’s a lil’ factoid—didja know back in the old days, some prostitutes in Paris ran secret codes? Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m free,” but two ribbons? “Bring a buddy!” Wild, huh? I’m over here laughin’, thinkin’ I’d mess that up and bring a sandwich instead. Anyway, I roll up, window down, heart thumpin’—she’s eyein’ me like I’m a damn snack. “What you want, sugar?” she says, all smoky. I’m sweatin’ like a pig in a bacon factory, thinkin’, “Man, this is it!”

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But then, the mood shifts. I overhear this couple arguing nearby. Like, really heated. I’m thinking, “C’mon, it’s a festival! Chill out!” But nope, they’re going at it. I’m just trying to enjoy my food, and they’re ruining the vibe.

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