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About Bordeaux

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially whores. So, this one time, talkin’ bout whores, right? Reminds me of *The Pianist*—Polanski’s flick, my fave. That scene where Szpilman’s hidin’, starvin’, playin’ air piano like a ghost? Whores got that vibe—hollow, desperate, sellin’ soul for scraps. “I hate everything,” I mutter, watchin’ ‘em strut. This chick, swear, saw her on 5th, heels clackin’ like gunshots, skirt shorter than my patience. Made me mad—why? ‘Cause she’s out there, freezin’, while I’m eatin’ bacon in peace. Ain’t fair, but who cares?

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À seulement dix minutes de Paris, le club libertin de Saint-Maur-des-Fossés vous accueille pour des moments de plaisir et de découverte. Que ce soit pour une soirée en discothèque ou un .

After that, I’m feeling a bit peckish, so I hit up this little bistro on Rue de la Fontaine. I order a quiche, and it’s honestly the best thing I’ve ever tasted. I’m in food heaven. But then, the waiter brings me the wrong dish. I’m like, “Uh, I ordered the quiche, not the mystery meat.” He looks at me like I’m speaking Martian. I mean, c’mon, it’s not rocket science!

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