All with broken noses? What were they all about?

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I was on the train going into Paris two Saturdays ago for my weekly Mother’s Day Away (or Project Sanity) when I saw the following:

There were four very attractive men sitting on the train, three in one seating area, and one sitting with a woman in the next door seating area. Two tall blonde Swede-looking ones, a youngish short stocky one (think a better looking DeNiro in Raging Bull, before he started eating so much) and a VERY tall (mabye 6’5") Daniel Day Lewis/Steven Segal type, complete with the ponytail. He was the oldest of them, it seemed.

They were all speaking what sounded like Polish, but it could’ve been some other eastern European language. They were wearing identical suits, shoes, belts. I don’t just mean the same colour, I mean the exact same style, colour and cut. Their luggage (all carrying wheely hand luggage, all of it black, all the same make/model) was in the way, so I had to ask them to move it so I could get by. They looked a bit worried as I addressed them. The woman with them apologized and moved the luggage.

They were accompanied by a mild-mannered librarian type, probably 40ish. She seemed to be the only one who also spoke French. She wasn’t carrying any luggage at all but had nervous, fluttery hands.

Now, this is the strange part of it, they ALL HAD BROKEN NOSES. The short DeNiro looking one also had a blackened eye, maybe related to the nose break.

So, let’s review, four men, aged (roughly) from 20-35, all with matching clothing, matching luggage and broken noses. All four of them would be described as very good-looking, even enough to be models. But four models with broken noses seemed unlikely.

So, we’re heading into my stop, Denfert Rochereau, when the RATP (transport cops) get on the train. They all get noticably agitated and the lady says something in their language and they all quickly get off the train. It happens I was getting off at the same time and noticed that they did not proceed to the exit, but all rushed over to the corner of the platform area. I went into the kiosk to get a paper and when I came out, I could see they were reboarding the train.
What were they doing? Were they secret agents? Were they defectors? Were they just hockey players? And what role did the woman play in all this? Was she their modeling agent?
It may or may not be fun to try to imagine who they were and what they were doing.

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They’ve all just had plastic surgery… the last step was the nose jobs, they’ve yet to have the finishing touches applied by the surgeons. The one with the black eye flinched during the procedure and banged his head on some piece of equipment.

It’s all part of a plan by the Polish government to create more good-looking Poles. I mean, the only Poles I can think of, off the top of my head, are the Pope, Lech Walesa, Stanislaw Lem, and General Jaruszelski, none of whom are what I’d call the answer to a maiden’s prayer. The Polish government plans to flood Western Europe with an army of good-looking Polish men, in order to raise Poland’s profile in the world (and possibly lure jarbabyj over there, I’m sure good-looking Poles are almost as good as good-looking Germans).

They avoided the transport police because, after the surgery, none of them look like their passport photos any more, and they didn’t want to get arrested.

Well, that all seems perfectly reasonable to me, anyway.