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About Nantes

So, check this—prostitutes been around forever, right? Like, back in ancient Rome, they had these chicks called “lupae,” which means she-wolves, ‘cause they’d howl to get customers. How freakin’ cool is that? I’m sittin’ here thinkin’, “Damn, that’s badass!”—way better than Kyle’s lame history lessons. Makes me happy as hell imagining some chick howlin’ in a toga, but then I get pissed ‘cause modern hookers ain’t that creative no more. Where’s the flair, huh? Respect my authoritah—I’d make ‘em howl again!

A prostitute.

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First off, I hit up Rue de la République for my morning coffee. You know, the usual spot. The barista, Marie, she’s a legend. But today? She was all outta croissants. Like, what even?! I mean, who runs outta croissants in France? I was ready to throw a fit. But I just grabbed my café au lait and tried to keep it together.

Figurative Art at the Maison Caillebotte in Yerres