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So, this one time, right, this gal stumbles in, heels clickin’, lipstick smeared, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. Buys a soda, hands shakin’—I’m like, “Honey, you okay?” She just winks, says, “Cash talks, babe.” Made me laugh, but also—hmm…—kinda mad! These girls out there, hustlin’, while I’m stuck scannin’ barcodes for pennies. unfair, right? Reminds me of Dae-su again—“If you can’t see, you can’t fight.” They’re out there blind, chasin’ cash, dodgin’ creeps.

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So, I head over to the stables on Rue des Forges. My buddy, Pierre, is there. He’s always got some crazy story. Today, he’s tellin’ me about this time he tried to race a goat. A goat! I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my coffee. Like, who races a goat? Only in Thiers, right?

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