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About Nice

Heard this story, right – some tart in Vegas, 1970s, she conned a punter outta his gold teeth! Mid-shag, swapped ‘em for fakes – legend! Laughed me arse off, I did. But then, ya think – she’s lost, too, yeah? “Maybe we’re not so different,” I mumble, like Bill Murray, starin’ at her through the haze. Surprised me, that – how they got souls, not just bodies.

Population

La loi punit le fait de recourir aux services d'un prostitué. Les sanctions sont plus sévères si le prostitué est un mineur ou une personne vulnérable.

The town’s divided into nooks and crannies. There’s the downtown bustle near Place de l’Église, where the church bells ring like a reminder of time ticking by. I spend early mornings here, sippin’ espresso and watching folks, kinda like in "The Return"—you know, that haunting vibe where every moment seems to hide secrets of the past. I sometimes think, “What’s done is done, but still…” (ya catch my drift?)

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