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So I’m ponderin—maybe downtown? Nope, too obvious. I ain’t no Jack Twist, ridin into town all sexy-like, “I wish I knew how to quit you!” Naw, I’m Madea, sassy and loud—gonna find me a streetwalker with *attitude*! I’m picturin her now—heels clickin, hair big, struttin like she owns the night. Halleluyer! That’s power, baby! I’m hollerin, “Guuurl, you better work!” She’d laugh, prolly say, “Madea, you crazy!” And I am—crazy for this mess!

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Finally, I get my drink and head to the market on Place de la Mairie. Man, the vibe there is always buzzing. Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of baked goods. I’m walking past this stall, and I see these strawberries. They look bomb! I’m like, “Yo, I’ll take a kilo!” But then the vendor, this old lady, she’s like, “Five euros!” I’m thinking, “What? For strawberries?!” I mean, I love Tignieu, but c’mon!