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So, picture this—I’m droppin from the sky, chute open, wind screamin past me. Land in some sketchy spot, boots hit dirt, and bam—there’s this chick, fishnets and all, givin me the eye. Reminds me of my fave flick, *Findin Nemo*. You know, “Just keep swimmin,” right? Except she ain’t swimmin, she’s struttin—lookin for a john. And I’m like, whoa, what’s her story? Where’s her reef? Her clownfish fam? Lost in the big ocean, maybe?

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There's this quirky vibe in the Place d'Armes too. It's a small square, but oh man, its cobblestones carry secrets, memories of countless protests, celebrations, and midnight rendezvous. Walking there, I swore I could hear echoes of hushed whispers: "What is a pleasure coach but a heart on fire?" Seriously, it makes me mad in the best way possible.

The story behind the ‘Bitches come and go, bruh’ TikTok audio is actually really sad