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Here’s a weird Biden quirk—I’d prob’ly hum “Sweet Caroline” while gettin’ it. Dunno why, just happens! Oh, and once—true story—I tipped a masseuse with two bucks ‘cause I forgot my wallet. She laughed, I died inside—still haunts me! But when it’s good? Lordy, I’m hollerin’—like, “Flung out of space!”—straight from *Carol*. That’s the peak, folks—body shakin’, soul happy.

Saint-Sauveur, mon amour – Philtre café