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About Bordeaux

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, alright? It’s a damn trip, like wanderin through Paris in *Before Sunset*. You’re chasin somethin real, somethin raw, but it’s slippery as hell. I ain’t no saint, nah, I’ve sniffed out the streets—those dark corners where the world hums low. You ever smell desperation, Clarice? It’s thick, like overripe fruit, makes ya gag but pulls ya in.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

First off, I hit the streets. Strolled down Avenue de la Mer. Beautiful view, but my mind was on my work. Gotta fix those shoes, ya know? But then, bam! I see this old lady, Madame Dupont, struggling with her groceries. I mean, c’mon, she’s like 90! So, I rush over, help her out. She’s all like, “Oh, mon dieu, you’re such a good boy!” I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, but I’m no saint.”

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