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About Nantes

So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Back in the day, ol’ Vegas had ‘em lined up like chrome on Furiosa’s rig, but now? You gotta know the streets, the dark corners. I’m talkin’ alleyways where the shadows move, where girls with tired eyes flash a smile that’s half hope, half hustle. Saw one last week—red heels, skirt shorter than a wasteland truce—leanin’ against a busted lamppost. “Hey, sugar,” she says, voice like gravel. Made me chuckle—damn, she’s workin’ harder than Max haulin’ that war rig!

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

Then, outta nowhere, this group of tourists came in. They were loud and taking selfies like they were in a movie or something. I was like, “Chill, guys! This is a tea house, not a photo op!” But they were all about that Instagram life. I rolled my eyes so hard, I thought I’d see my brain.

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