They says there’s not much to do in tiny European republics, but I suckled almost a dozen pigs in Lichtenswine!

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I went to Paris to find friendship, and was arrested for sought ami; they told me I was a Seiner. We’re no longer France, and I have nothing more Toulouse. I’m not just a Nancy boy.

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I packed nothing but a feather for my flight to the Czech Republic, figuring that would be the most Prague tickle thing.

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