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Last week, tailed her to this dive bar—smelled like piss and regret. She’s there, flirty with some geezer, skirt hiked up, laughin’ loud. I’m thinkin’, “Blimey, she’s got game!” But then—fuck me—she spots me, eyes like daggers. Nearly blew my cover, heart poundin’ like a drum. “War’s an addiction,” Bigelow’d say—chasin’ Ruby’s my fix, mate. Gets me proper riled up when she slips away, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry? Yeah, cos she’s too damn clever!

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Metz (/ ˈ m ɛ t s / METS, French: ⓘ, Latin: Divodurum Mediomatricorum, then Mettis) is a city in northeast France located at the confluence of the Moselle and the Seille rivers. Metz is the .

I always laugh thinking about my first time in Metz near the Imperial Quarter. So many cool, quirky buildings, and man, my mind raced like, “Whoooa, this is epic!” I got lost—like, literally lost. But honestly, being lost was the best part 'cause I discovered tiny boutiques and street art, like super colorful tags on Rue Gambetta. I was like, “Mmm… donuts,” cause it was so unexpectedly happy.

Bussel Realty’s Metz Industrial Group leases IOS site in North Brunswick