I like how the city I was born in was Frenchified.
I also registered to vote when I picked it up and J came with me to register at his new polling place (he’s been voting at the old one for a year). The woman at the mairie who handled these papers is also the one who handled the marriage application so she filled in a nom marital on my voting registration. I didn’t notice but J did and fortunately so because there’s obviously no nom marital on my ID card and I would likely have been unable to vote had she not fixed it.
I’m now free to circulate at will!