[while I was taking pictures on my street last night]
Teenager Boy: Pardon, tu habites ici?
Me: Oui?
TB: Qu'est-ce que lkjwlekjrljwlelkjwlkerj?
Me: Pardon? Tu parles très vite. Encore?
TB: Est-ce qu'il y a du pain autour ici?
Me: Du pain? Bread?
TB: Oui. du pain. baguette.
Me: Uhhh...tout est ferme. [it was 10pm at night on a monday]
TB: Ok....
Me: Rue Felix Faure, la-bas. Peut-être. [I point behind him] [a more commercial street with restaurants]
TB: Ok....[then he walks off in that direction with his friend]
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