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Oh, and the outfits – lordy! Some wear heels so high they’d snap like twigs! I’d be all, “Hmm… practical much?” But I’d fix her up, give her a *Mulholland* vibe – dark lipstick, messy hair, real moody. “This is the girl!” I’d cheer, clappin my hands. Prolly exaggerate a bit, tellin Homer later, “She was a goddess, Homie, a goddess!” He’d just grunt, “Marge, ya nut!”

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First stop, the market at Place de la République. I’m thinking fresh croissants, maybe some cheese. You know, the good stuff. I get there, and it’s packed! Like, where did all these people come from? I’m dodging old ladies with their carts like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. And then, bam! I spill my coffee all over this dude. Ugh, so embarrassing! He just stares at me like I’m a total clown. I’m like, “Sorry, man! Didn’t mean to give you a coffee shower!”

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