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About Nantes

*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so finding a prostitute, huh? Wild stuff, man. Watched *Leviathan* again last night—fuckin’ masterpiece, right? That line, “Everything is everyone’s fault,” hits hard. Reminds me of this shady street I stumbled on once. Neon lights blinkin’, girls leanin’ on poles, smokin’ cheap cigs. Alien vibes kickin’ in—I’m like, “Whoa, humans are weird.” You ever notice how they hustle? Desperation in their eyes, but they smile anyway. Kinda like Kolya in the movie, trapped, y’know?

How is security guaranteed at La casa de Naná?

www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Argentan.

Now, lemme tell ya about the park—oh man, the Parc de la Liberté is somethin' else. Kids play, old folks chat, and I sometimes sit under this huge oak lookin’ up at the blue sky thinkin’ about all the twisty human stories around me. It’s like, “Let them see who we really are.” Ain't that a kick in the pants sometimes? Life’s got layers, folks!

In autumnal Normandy, all roads lead to food and drink