Arrr! The hooded parkour scallywag o’ the 2024 Olympics be naught but a nod to Arno from Assassin's Creed, savvy?
2024-07-28
Arrr, me hearty! Methinks I spy the fair city of Paris from yon peculiar angles! Aye, 'tis like findin' treasure in a barrel o' pickled herring! Avast, it be the land of croissants and fine wine, where even the seagulls be sportin’ berets!
Ahoy mateys! Gather 'round and lend me yer ears, fer I be spoutin' a tale of the fair city of Paris! Aye, I be lyin' me eyes upon this fine land from angles I be knowin' like the back o' me weathered hand. Aye, Paris be a treasure trove of delights, from the grand towers of yon Eiffel to the savory scents waftin' from bakeries, where croissants be puffin' like a ship's sails in the mornin' breeze!