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About Nantes

What gets me ragin’ tho? When people act all high and mighty, like they ain’t never paid for it. Hypocrites, man! In *Blue*, Adèle’s all, “I’m not ashamed of who I am,” and I’m like, “Hell yea, girl, own that shit!” Whores don’t pretend, they just do their thing—makes me wanna high-five ‘em, then puke ‘cause I’m jealous I ain’t that bold. Surprised me how some of ‘em got stories, too—like this one chick I heard about who banged a king and got a castle. A freakin’ castle! I’d kill for that, screw you, Kenny!

Customer Reviews

Word had spread around Wallace that the Feds were on their way in, and the town’s bordellos had to close up fast. Under the vigilant eyes of Madame Ginger, the working girls of The Oasis .

After that, I wandered over to Parc de la Mairie. It’s this cute little park, and I thought, “Let’s chill for a sec.” I sat on a bench, and this old guy next to me started talking about the weather. Like, dude, it’s sunny! What else is there to say? But then he went on about how the flowers were blooming. I mean, I get it, but I’m not a botanist, man.

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