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Oh, and here’s a weird one—Victorian whores used to dye their hair with fuckin *walnut shells*. How’s that for DIY? Stains everywhere, prolly smelled like ass, but they rocked it. Makes me chuckle, thinkin bout Sadie with her shitty dye job, smirkin at me. Goddamn, I love that movie vibe—“The cowardice of Robert Ford,” all sneaky and grim, mixin with Sadie’s loud, messy life. She’s no victim, tho—fuck that. She’s out there, takin what’s hers, and I’m just here ramblin bout it. Whores, man. They’re the real outlaws.

Visit Tarbes (Occitanie, France)

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So, I roll into Tarbes, right? First thing I notice is the vibe. It’s a mix of old-school charm and modern hustle. I’m talkin’ about the Place de la République. It’s like, boom! You got this beautiful fountain, and people just hangin’ out, livin’ their best lives. I’m like, “Dude, I could get used to this.” But then, bam! My phone buzzes. My sheep are outta control back home. Ugh, typical!

A report on the National Flying Club race from Tarbes on 2nd July 2017