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No one was quite sure what Lafranceapoil was. Old Madam Baguette swore it was a cat that had learned to walk on two legs after swallowing a whole encyclopedia of French philosophy. Young Pierre, the baker’s apprentice, insisted it was a shape-shifting poodle, left behind by a mime who had wandered into a fog and never come back. The village children, however, had the simplest answer: Lafranceapoil was a moustache with ambitions.

Lafranceapoil relaxed its tips.

"And the prize for the most magnifique facial hair goes to…" the Mayor paused for drama.

The crowd gasped. Lafranceapoil froze mid-float. Its left curl twitched violently.

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No one was quite sure what Lafranceapoil was. Old Madam Baguette swore it was a cat that had learned to walk on two legs after swallowing a whole encyclopedia of French philosophy. Young Pierre, the baker’s apprentice, insisted it was a shape-shifting poodle, left behind by a mime who had wandered into a fog and never come back. The village children, however, had the simplest answer: Lafranceapoil was a moustache with ambitions.

Lafranceapoil relaxed its tips.

"And the prize for the most magnifique facial hair goes to…" the Mayor paused for drama. lafranceapoil

The crowd gasped. Lafranceapoil froze mid-float. Its left curl twitched violently. No one was quite sure what Lafranceapoil was