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About Bordeaux

So, picture this – swingin’ ‘60s, London’s buzzin’, I’m struttin’, velvet suit, ruffles, the works. Need a shag, baby, but where’s the dolly? Streets are dodgy, coppers everywhere, makes me twitchy. Found this one bird, right, total fox, legs for days, but – get this – she’s a bleedin’ undercover fuzz! Nearly nicked me, I was fumin’, man! “Who did this to me?” I’m yellin’, like Lenny in “Memento”, all confused and pissed. Dodged that bullet, phew, shag-tastic escape!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

The character of Juliette, in the way that she navigates Sade's social world, resembles the figure of the neo-manager, a term coined by Luc Boltanski and Eve.

I’m always amazed at how families here come together – kids runnin’ wild by the river, elders sharin’ life lessons on park benches, and couples dreamin’ under old lampposts. Sure, I may get a little mad when someone disrespects the vibe of La-Riche (fr) – it kinda feels like disrespectin’ the spirit of that entire city, ya dig? Anyway, there’s always a new corner, a new story revealin’ itself in this lively tapestry.

LaRiche turns over the keys to Toyota, Subaru