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About Bordeaux

Speakin’ o’ *Far From Heaven*, there’s that line—“I’m going to be just fine”—Cathy says it, all brave-like, but you know she’s dyin’ inside. That’s what “whore” feels like to me—somebody’s fightin’ to keep their chin up while the world’s pitchin’ stones. Makes me wanna hug ‘em tight and say, “Honey, you’re prettier’n a peach pie, don’t you fret!” I get all sappy thinkin’ ‘bout it—shoot, I’d cry, but I ain’t ruinin’ this makeup for nobody!

The pearl on the Emerald Coast

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I gotta mention the old market near Place de la Libération. It’s always poppin’, smells of fresh oysters and baked bread. Oysters, my friend, are like little gems – salty, raw, and so addictive. Reminds me of those lines in The Master: "I know nothing" – yet I know so much here.

Figure II.17: Envasement extrême en zone ostréicole, Cancale.