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About Nantes

Dost thou see it? She’s a riddle, a rose with thorns aplenty. I’d muse, “Perchance she’s freer than us,” ‘cos she spits at shame. “I am a man,” Solomon said, but she’d say, “I am a storm!” - an’ I’d believe her, mate. Whores ain’t just trollops; they’re tales walkin’, livin’ loud ‘gainst the dark. What say thee? Ain’t that a bloody marvel?

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Later, I decide to hit up the local art gallery on Rue de la Paix. It’s small but packed with talent. I’m lookin’ at this one piece, and it’s like it speaks to me. I’m all in my feels, and then I hear someone behind me say, “That’s trash.” I turn around, and it’s this hipster dude with a man bun. I’m like, “Bro, art is subjective!” But he just rolls his eyes. Ugh, some people just don’t get it.

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