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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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Now, my faverit spot has gotta be the little park by the River Mbam. I sit on a battered old bench, drink my coffee, and watch the water do its thing. You ever see the river shimmer in the late afternoon sun? “I love you,” it almost whispers, like Amour in a quiet, tender moment. Only here though, it’s more of a cheeky wink than a tear-jerking monologue.

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