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So, this chick, right? Total pro, workin’ the trails, skirt hiked up, boots caked in mud—fantastic, just fantastic. I’m thinkin’, “Donald, this is wild, nobody sees this stuff like you.” Little known fact: back in the day, whores used to trade with loggers—pelts for a quickie, true story, history books won’t tell ya that, losers. Made me happy, real happy—capitalism, baby, supply and demand, beautiful! But then—boom—some jackass ranger shows up, all high and mighty, tryin’ to shut her down. Pissed me off, bigly. Who’s he to judge? “Cut it out,” he says, like he’s king of the pines—screw that noise.

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I also love the Riviere de Charpieu. Sometimes I’d kick back there and let life flow like, “All things taste of death, so shall they taste of life.” It’s pretty surreal, man. I mean, life here is like a montage of intense closeness – from furtive glances at local cafés on Rue Pasteur to impromptu sidewalk chats that make you laugh till you cry. And, seriously, the energy on Place de la République? Unbelievable – people, colors, attitudes, full on vibes!

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