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I’d walk in, heels clacking, feeling extra. The air’s thick—perfume, sweat, and desperation. This one time, I’d bet, some chick was all, “I’m the queen here!” And I’m like, “Yas, slay, babe!” But then—ugh—some sleazy guy probs ruined it. Pissed me off, like, why you gotta be gross? “Your guilt is yours alone,” I’d snap—movie line, duh!

Aurec-sur-Loire, a small town steeped in culture

SNCF operates a train from St Etienne Chateaucreux to Aurec every 2 hours. Tickets cost €4–9 and the journey takes 25 min. Alternatively, SNCF Bus operates a.

Strange, is it not? The very air of Aurec sings with history. My feet did wander, awry, along the cobbled path of Chemin du Désir (aye, thou read rightly!). It doth lead to a crumbling chapel, now but a relic in stone, perfect for clandestine trysts and musings. Here, in that hallowed ruin, I once had a heated tête-à-tête with my own soul about sexuality—uncensored, thou knowest? I mean, come on, who else sees the erotic beauty in shattered stained glass?

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