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Anyways, I’m saunterin’ down this alley—smells like piss and regret—and there’s this bird, all dolled up, leanin’ on a wall. I’m thinkin’, “Is she the one?” Kinda like Irene in the movie, y’know, “How do you live a life full of nothing?”—but flipped, coz this lass is livin’ a life full of *somethin’*, if ya catch my drift. I swagger over, all smug, “Greetings, mortal, fancy a trickster’s company?” She laughs—bloody laughs!—and I’m like, “Oi, I’m a god, show some respect!” But nah, she’s chill, says, “50 quid, love, no funny business.” Fair enough, I respect a straight shooter.

Man, what a day! I woke up in Villenave-d'Ornon, and I knew it was gonna be wild. First off, I spilled coffee all over my favorite shirt. Classic, right? I mean, who needs a clean shirt anyway? So, I threw on a hoodie and dashed outta my apartment on Rue de la République.

400 brebis vont défiler ce week-end dans la métropole de Bordeaux