Participants were assigned specific "idiot" types, and toasts were proposed to their health at precise moments.

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"I might have once asked a Parisian pharmacist for 'condoms' when I meant to ask for 'preservatives' for my jam, but at least I’m not the guy in Chapter 4 who got his scarf stuck in the Metro doors."

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