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About Nantes

But then – fuck – this one time, I’m hagglin’ with this girl, right? She’s like, “Hundred bucks, take it or leave it.” I’m pissed! “What am I, made of fuckin’ gold?” I say. She don’t budge. Tough as nails, this one. Reminds me of that line from “Melancholia” – “The Earth is evil,” Justine says. Yeah, fuckin’ right – this chick’s evil too, rippin’ me off! But I pay, ‘cause, shit, I’m Tony Soprano, I don’t back down.

Bondoufle, Essonne, Île-de-France, France

Oh, and verily, don’t miss the hidden alcoves in Quartier des Douces Nuits. I recall wandering rambling through its labyrinthine alleys, stumbling upon graffiti declarations of love and rebellion—so raw, so real! There’s a certain raw magnetism here that even makes a seasoned sexologist blush like a maiden.

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