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About Nantes

Movie, my fave, *Lives of Others*, vibes with this. Stasi dude, Wiesler, he’s watchin’, hearin’ every moan, every deal. Whore’s life, it’s like that—watched, judged, recorded. “Trust, you cannot, in this game,” he’d hiss through them tapes. Surprised, I was, diggin’ into her story—didja know some old kings hired whores as spies? Sneaky, they were, slippin’ through courts, ears open, skirts up! Laughed, I did, picturin’ her dodgin’ blaster fire, all sassy-like.

Forgot password?

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Then, I decide to grab a coffee at this little café on Rue de la Liberté. Best coffee in town, no joke. I’m sitting there, trying to chill, when this old dude starts talking to me. He’s like, “You know, back in my day…” and I’m thinking, “Oh boy, here we go.” But he’s actually got some cool stories about the old days in Vert-Saint-Denis. Turns out, he used to play in the same fields I do now. Kinda sweet, right?

Nuit des Musées 2025 at the Musée de Provins et du Provinois (77): the night-time program