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I don’t shag her, nah—Bond’s got standards. But I slip her a tip, tell her to ditch the creep watchin’ from the alley. She’s shocked, eyes wide—happy, maybe? “You’re a gent,” she says. I wink, “Always, darling.” Walk off feelin’ smug, but also gutted—world’s a mess. “The only truth is beauty,” I mutter, Sorrentino-style, kickin’ a pebble. Findin’ a prostitute? Easy. Findin’ one who’s free? Fuckin’ impossible. Cheers, mate—another martini, yeah? Shaken, not stirred.

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Mennecy is a jumble of charm and unexpected twists. You got the river Ognon hugging the town, glistening at sunset. I often stroll by the banks near Pont de Mennecy, feeling like I'm in a Wes Anderson flick—"The Grand Budapest Hotel" vibes everywhere, man! I even swear I heard a character quoting, "I'm afraid that in our present state of affairs," echoing off the water… weird, huh?

Tommy Vext taking on the vocal parts of Ill Niño’s tour