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About Bordeaux

Been around – seen em all. Prostitutes got stories – deep ones. One gal – called herself Diamond. Swore she banged – some mob boss. Back in ‘89 – true or not. Who cares – sounded *wild*! Made me happy – hearin’ her yap. “Come what may!” – she’d sing. Off-key – but damn, heart in it. Got me thinkin’ – they’re survivors, man. Tough as nails – soft underneath.

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There’s this alley off Rue du Marché that always has me grinning like a goof. Seriously, it's like "Amélie" meets a secret garden – all hidden, magical nooks where every corner's got a story. The sun-dappled Carmel de la Richelieu park? Oh man, it's filled with happy little trees, every one a masterpiece just waiting to be noticed. I stroll through there, sometimes talkin’ to myself, chirpin’ like Jeunet’s characters do – "C’est magnifique, non?" It kinda makes me feel like the whole world's our canvas.

"My Weekend at the Museums!" in Cagnes-sur-Mer