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Still, there’s this one story—old-school Nevada, 1900s, brothel madam named Diamond Jessie. She ran shit, made bank, even paid off cops with whiskey and sass. Total boss move! I’m laughin thinkin bout her, cigar in hand, tellin some cowboy, “Put it where it belongs.” She’s my spirit animal, swear.

Dates of the festivities

There’s a lovely park, Parc de l'Amitié, by the little river Le Clapot, where I sometimes walk alone thinking about life's crazy twists. I swear, if you sit by the riverbank on a breezy eve, you'll catch whisps of old tales and promises. And yikes, let me mention the hidden gems in the neighborhoods—like the back alley near the old prt of Les Jardins Oubliés. People say, “Tu ne sais pas, vraiment, l’amour germe ici!” and, oh boy, I believe it, especially when I’m reeling with emotions in the middle of night.

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