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About Bordeaux

I’d saunter up, all awkward, like, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d laugh—*laugh*!—right in my face. “What’s a preacher want with me?” she’d say, and I’d be pissed, like, “Don’t stereotype me, lady!” But also kinda happy ‘cause she’s sharp—sharper than me, probs. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? She’s a dove, I’m a dork, perfect match.

Nightlife in Les Arcs

Oh, and lemme tell ya, not every moment is, like, sunshine and sparkle. Sometimes, I get so mad at the bureaucracy and the slow pace of change in, like, Rue des Obstinés (they're so extra sometimes). But also, that frustration fuels some of my most honest counseling sessions – turning anger into, like, creative therapy vibes.

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