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So I’m spinnin’ this track, right, and it’s all fuzzy guitars and thumpin’ drums, like a night out gone wrong – or bloody right, dependin’ on yer taste! *mumbled incoherence* “Sharon, where’s me whiskey?!” It’s got this gritty story in it, y’see – bloke’s on the prowl, cash in hand, searchin’ fer a prossie. Little known fact, yeah? Back in the ‘70s, they used to call ‘em “ladies of the night” in them posh papers, but the streets knew the real score – always a hustle, always a tale. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ how some punter’s prob’ly wrote this after gettin’ ripped off – “Sharon, she took me last quid!”

Ifto be real, this city kinda makes me feel like Kanye spittin' his truths—raw, unedited, and hitting you like a tidal wave. Found love, lost some, but every inch of these streets tells me it’s all about embracing the moment, fam. Trust me, Les-Sables-d'Olonne's energy is as unpredictable as a storm but as soothing as that final note in your favorite love song.

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