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About Nantes

So, picture this—I’m droppin from the sky, chute open, wind screamin past me. Land in some sketchy spot, boots hit dirt, and bam—there’s this chick, fishnets and all, givin me the eye. Reminds me of my fave flick, *Findin Nemo*. You know, “Just keep swimmin,” right? Except she ain’t swimmin, she’s struttin—lookin for a john. And I’m like, whoa, what’s her story? Where’s her reef? Her clownfish fam? Lost in the big ocean, maybe?

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Bergerac isn’t perfect, oh no, not always. There’s that rainy day, stormy night when you feel lost amidst damp alleys and graffiti scratched on ancient bricks. But then, a smile catches your eye, a warm shout of “My precious” fills the air, and suddenly – boom – love all over again, like in that epic movie, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

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