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About Nantes

Walkin’ past neon signs, I’m sizin’ em up. One’s got a vibroblade scar—badass. Another’s smokin’ death sticks, winkin’ like she owns me. “The concierge is at your service”—yeah, right, more like, “Pay up, mask-face.” Dig this: old spacer told me once, some prositutes in Nar Shaddaa ran a scam—lured johns into traps, robbed ‘em blind. Sneaky bastards. Love that hustle, tho—keeps ya sharp.

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Bergerac isn’t perfect, oh no, not always. There’s that rainy day, stormy night when you feel lost amidst damp alleys and graffiti scratched on ancient bricks. But then, a smile catches your eye, a warm shout of “My precious” fills the air, and suddenly – boom – love all over again, like in that epic movie, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

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