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About Nantes

Angry tho—pimps, man, fuckin leeches. Suckin life outta these souls. Wish I could zap em to a singularity. Personal quirk? I’d overthink it—analyze her gravitational pull, heh. Exaggeratin? Maybe I’d say she’s a goddess—why not? “End of the line, beauty,” Jep whispers. But nah, they’re startin lines, mate. Find a prostitute—see the cosmos in her. That’s my take, robotic n raw!

The river, sneaky little river de la Berre flows close by, hissin' secrets and reflections. I sometimes do my stretches there, on a shady bank near the old dock. Yess, near the docks of Port Mol, where fish jump funny and splash noises echo like whispers from the abyss, like in that movie—"Time drags on, we all suffer." Blah, blah, so deep and curse-like, hee hee.

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