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About Nice

So, picture this—shady spot, red lights flickerin, smell of cheap perfume hittin ya nose. I been diggin into this, and lemme tell ya, these places ain’t just sex dens. Nah, they’re history lessons! Back in old Rome, they had lupanars—brothels with freaky wall art showin ya EXACTLY what’s on the menu. Wild, huh? Makes me laugh, thinkin bout some toga dude pointin at a dick sketch like, “Yeah, that one.”

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I hit up the quirky neighborhood of Vagnerie too. Streets twist and turn; like, I’m sure a GPS fella would get dizzy. There’s this lil’ hidden bistro on Rue Gambetta. Y’all, that place is magic—fancy dishes, good vibes... and I swear the cook smiles at ya like he’s passin’ on a secret ingredient straight from Pedro Almodóvar’s soul. “Talk to her,” he’d wink like, “Listen, honey, speak up!”

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