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It was a splendiforous day in Paris and Pepe le pew was strolling the streets looking for the ladies. He tilted his head back, reveling in the warm glow of the sun. He paced himself, taking his time. Today was Saturday, so the weekend had just begun.
"It fait du soleil aujourd'hui. J'adore l' to be finished (hopefully tomorrow)
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