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About Bordeaux

Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m slingin’ drinks, mixin’ chaos, and spillin’ tea about—whore. Not just any whore, mind you, but *the* vibe, the mess, the whole damn circus. Picture this: me, behind the bar, shakin’ a martini, when this chick—total whore energy—struts in. Heels clackin’, attitude stinkin’ up the joint. Reminds me of *Werckmeister Harmonies*, ya know? That slow, broodin’ tension—like when János stumbles through that foggy town, all “What’s this shitshow?” No capes! None! She didn’t need ‘em, just pure, unfiltered *whore*.

Mega-brothels: Has Germany become 'bordello of Europe'?

Built at a cost of more than 6m euros (£m), and opened in , it boasts a restaurant, a .

I gotta mention Parc des Sources. It’s this hidden oasis, sure, not as busy as it could be, but perfect for quiet introspection, tossin’ pebbles in a babblin’ brook. Imagine me, a family psychologist who hears ya heart’s secrets, just relaxed, soaking it in like a sweet tea on a blistering day.

Luca Francesconi