Je tombe sur 2 gamines de Londres

The speaker is in Hollywood, under the sun and palm trees, near the Wilcox Avenue Post Office. He humorously points out what he calls "municipal police" on bicycles, comparing them to Paris police and joking about fines and impoundment. He spots an ATM and comments on people passing by, including a woman in a three-piece suit and someone wearing sandals without socks, which he approves of. He then observes a "homeless person" who smiles, suggesting opportunities exist in Hollywood. He addresses a hypothetical single man, Robert, encouraging him to come to Hollywood to meet people, highlighting the friendly interactions and potential for relationships, provided one has "pognon" (money) and "bagou" (charm). He encounters a French person who owns three shops, and the interaction devolves into a humorous exchange involving crude language. The speaker continues his observations, noting various people and events, including a delivery driver from Paris's Rue de Rivoli. He describes an encounter with a person he perceives as having a "gangster" look, feeling that the person was intimidated by him, attributing it to his "Robocop face," which he claims makes immigrants and gangsters wary. He sees a couple eating jam and ice cream, and jokes about the man's "show me the money" comment. He reiterates that people on the street often tell him he looks like Robocop, which explains their apprehension. He then impersonates a police officer, demanding to see documents like a driver's license, insurance, and registration, asking if they want to go to prison or home. He playfully interacts with a DoorDash driver, noting the small packages and wishing him luck. He encounters British tourists and asks if they know the chef, then jokes about them enjoying Hollywood compared to rainy London. He warns them about the "crazies" and dangers in Hollywood, like homeless people and drugs. The speaker reflects on his experience riding a "monkey bike," acknowledging its awkwardness but noting improvements with a new handlebar. He then highlights the aggressive driving culture, particularly motorcyclists in Paris who are accustomed to forcing their way through traffic, in contrast to Hollywood where such behavior would be dangerous due to fewer motorcyclists and less awareness from drivers. He describes being cut off by a car, emphasizing the danger of motorcycles going unnoticed. He concludes by saying that riding a two-wheeler in Hollywood is not recommended due to damaged roads despite the year-round sun.