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About Bordeaux

Me mate, she did it once – escortin’, not geisha stuff. Told me, “Smeagol, the cash flows quick!” But the blokes? Ugh, slimy as fish guts. One time, this posh git – suit, tie, all that – tried rippin’ her off. She kicked his arse out the door, laughin’. Made me proud, that did! “It’s a sad world,” like Tarr’s film says, but she owned it.

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Oh man, my fav spot? The rustic bit near the old bridge – the one that gives off that old-world charm you can almost hear whispering secrets. Y’know, it’s odd how every nook and cranny here has a story waiting to be told. It’s like every street sings "Joy’s theme" from that movie, making me laugh uncontrollably and sometimes feel a tad nostalgic. Honestly, it’s a crazzy mix of emotions – a bit like my own internal chaos during a coding meltdown, but also like, “Remember: memory is the treasury and guardian of all things.” Err, sorry, too many movie snippets!

Chris Froome ready for Tour after winning Critérium du Dauphiné