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"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. lafranceapoil

The trouble began when the Mayor, a man whose own chin was as bare as a baby’s heel, declared a "Great Facial Hair Competition." The prize: a lifetime supply of artisanal cheese and the right to sit at the front of the town’s annual snail race. "And the prize for the most magnifique facial