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About Nantes

I’m watchin’ ‘em sometimes, drivin’ by, and it’s like Monty sayin’, “Fuck me? Fuck you!” Dey got dat fire, that… whaddayacallit, self-determi-whateva. Ain’t waitin’ for no prince, no handouts. Dat’s what I respect, y’know? Hustle’s real. But den, gets me sad too — some a dese girls, kids practically, stuck out dere. Breaks ya heart, den ya wanna break some fuckin’ faces.

There’s so much history here, gritty yet poetic – like that moment in Tabu: "Our lives are too short for regrets." Seriously, I mean it. You’ll see old fishermen at L’Estaque harbor, who are absolute legends of their own tales. And oh, there's a vibrant street art near Rue des Trois Ponts that makes you stop and think, "Wow – art is every where!"

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