It's currently 11pm, the streets of Paris only being lit by the streetlamps. Jacques is walking down the Champs-Élysées, wearing one of his expensive suits. The jewelery he wears glinting in the dim light. He is on his way to a party, one of those famous ones where everyone who thinks they are something are present. He would usually take his car, but he felt like having some fresh air and potentially having a little snack along the way.
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