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About Toulouse

I’m wandering, half-pissed, thinking, “This is grim.” Then—bam!—this fit one, all legs, smirks at me. “Fancy a go, love?” she says. I’m like, “Christ, you’re bold!” Heart’s racing, not cos I’m horny, but cos it’s surreal. Reminds me of that *Yi Yi* line, “Why’s life so loud?” Cos it bloody is! She’s chatting me up, says she’s called Jade—probably fake, who cares? Tells me she once shagged a copper to dodge a fine. Little fact for ya—cops’ve been punters forever. Dirty sods.

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I recently took a trip to France, where I went in store to all those aspirational French girl chic like Rouje, Maje, Sezane, Sandro etc. and.

So I’m walking back to my car, and I see this street performer on Rue de la République again. He’s juggling flaming torches! I’m thinking, “This guy’s either brave or crazy.” But then, he drops one! Fire everywhere! People are screaming, and I’m just standing there, laughing. Like, “Only in Sezanne, right?”

Rail route of the month: Slovenia’s ‘garden of Eden’ from Sežana to Jesenice