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Aight, listen up, you little turds! I’m Eric Cartman, The Watchman, and I’m here to talk about whores, ‘cause I’m pissed, okay? Respect my authoritah! Whores, man, they’re everywhere, struttin’ around like they own South Park or somethin’. Makes me wanna hurl my cheesy poofs! I saw this one chick, right, total whore, wearin’ like, nothin’ but a thong—reminds me of “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives,” that trippy-ass movie I freakin’ love. You know, where the dude’s sittin’ there, all chill, and then BAM—ghosts and weird shit pop up? That’s her, a walkin’ ghost-whore, hauntin’ the streets!

Viry-Chatillon: A quiet Parisian suburb is discovered

After that, we decide to stroll around. We hit up the Rue de la Gare, and it’s buzzing. Street performers, food stalls, you name it. I’m feeling good, laughing, joking. We even try some street food. I’m not sure what it was, but it was spicy as hell. I’m sweating bullets, but it’s all good.

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