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About Nantes

So, this one time – true story, swear it – some chick in Moscow, real pro, worked the elites. Word is, she had dirt on half the Kremlin. Kept it in a lil black book, old-school shit. Cops nabbed her, book vanished – poof! Pissed me off, that sly move. Power’s in secrets, and she had ‘em. “What’s buried stays buried,” like the movie says. Ha, buried my ass – someone’s got that book, betcha.

The town’s got neighborhoods too – not just one big, boring area. You got Le Mouret hopped up with artsy cafes where creative lunatics spill out their coffee beans and wild ideas. The parks! Oh man, Parc de la Sorgue's a fave of mine – just sitting there, watching ducks do their thing, reminds me of my weird first dating app launch event that went sideways but ended with belly laughs and curry fries. That day was epic and total chaos.

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