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So, I’m scopin’ X posts, tryna get the lowdown—people sayin’ avoid the obvious spots, like, duh, cops know ‘em too. One guy said he found a pro by accident at a gas station—spilled his coffee, she laughed, boom, deal made. Swear, life’s weird. I’m over here, thinkin’ I’d prolly trip over my own feet first—classic Joey move.

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Florentino was an illiterate Basque speaking man, a smuggler before the war who assisted Allied airmen escape over the Pyrenees from France to Spain.

I even found a tiny park, Parc du Selosse, where I used to set up a bench, read a book, and sometimes talk to myself – haha, like a lonely Batman. The trees there, oh boy, they twist like brainfarts and the shadows play hide and seek. I swear I saw a couple of odd shapes once, making me go "Stupid, fat hobbit!" even though it wasn’t a hobbit at all.

The Incredible Revival of the Basque Language in France