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About Nantes

But then—oh, the stench o’ desperation—we shall fight the grime, the gloom! Some punters leer like dogs, and I’m ready to lamp em one. Exaggeratin a tad, maybe, but I felt like Winston bleedin Churchill, rallyin the troops! “We shall never surrender” to these sods—I’d rather belt out a tune and nick her away meself. Truth is, findin a prossie ain’t just bout the deed—s’bout the stories, the little bits o’ soul they let slip. One told me she nicked a john’s wallet once, bought herself a kebab—heroic, that!

After work, I thought I’d take a stroll by the Garonne River. It’s so pretty there, especially at sunset. But as I’m walking, I see this guy trying to impress a girl by juggling. Spoiler alert: he dropped everything. I was dying! Like, dude, maybe stick to one ball next time?

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