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Sometimes it’s sad, man. Girls look tired, broken. Pisses me off – who did this? But then – bam! She’s there, struttin’. “Hey, champ,” she says, all sass. I grin – game on. “I must break you,” I tease. She laughs – “Try it, big shot.”

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But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud noise. It’s a parade! In Saint-Quentin-Fallavier! I didn’t even know they had parades. I’m like, “What’s goin’ on?” So, I follow the sound, and it’s this colorful procession down Rue de la Liberté. People are dancing, music’s blasting, and I’m just there with my pigs, lookin’ like a total weirdo.

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