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I gotta mention the marketplace near Boulevard de la Liberté – it’s lit with chaos and charm. People, smells, colors, sounds—chaos in the best kinda way. I often catch a whiff of fresh baguettes, mixed with street food spices that make your heart sing. OMG, the nostalgia! Sometimes, shit just makes ya mad and humbly grateful at the same time.

Working class pride and bubbly on the Tour de France route