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About Bordeaux

Here’s the deal—I’d roll up, slow-like. “Hey, hon, you good?” I’d ask. She’d probably laugh—rough, smoky laugh. “Tainted love,” she’d mutter, like Eve in the movie. Ain’t that a kick? Life’s beat her down, but she’s still kickin’. Little known fact—lotta these gals, they’re artists. Drawin’, singin’—hidden talents, buried under the hustle. Surprised me first time I heard it.

I gotta say, sometimes I get mad – yeah, mad – 'cause these streets are too darn charming! I was like, "Seriously, how can a city be so perfect and infuriating?" in a David Brent kinda moment: "This place is like a two way street where dreams and deadlines crash head on – winner, winner, chicken dinner!"

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