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Ooh, and the vibes? Total *Great Beauty* moment—“The train has left, it’s over.” You walk in, all jazzed, thinkin’ you’re king, but nah, it’s a parade of ghosts, all dolled up. I’d prob’ly trip over a stiletto, mutterin’ “Mama mia, what a dump!” Quirky thought in my head? Bet Jep’d charm the pants off everyone there—literaly—then write a sad poem about it. Exaggeratin’ for fun, I’d say brothels got chandeliers made of broken dreams. Ha! Too much?

'Good for One Screw': A History of Brothel Tokens

Anyways, friend, if you're zipping in soon, be prepared for surprises around every corner. Cognin is a place where every street tells a story, every face hides a secret, and every moment feels like you're living a dream. Remember: "You never truly see a place 'til you feel it." Stay cool, embrace the chaos, and maybe we can grab a coffee at Café Mistère for some real talk. Cheers, and bon voyage!

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