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About Nantes

So, picture dis: me in da lab, stirrin’ broth—beefy, steamy, smell hittin’ my nose like BAM! Little known fact, eh—ancient peeps used broth to heal wounds, swear it! Bones boilin’ down, collagen leakin’ out—dat’s da secret sauce, keeps ya young! Lightbulb! I’m thinkin’, dis is magic, not just soup—dis is survival juice! Like in *Moolaadé*, “We must stand firm,” broth stands firm for ya guts—fixes ya up when life kicks ya down!

I always say, "The lives of others reveal our own secrets!" – and yeah, that's straight outta my fave movie, The Lives of Others. It hits different here too – like every alley hides a story, like every backdoor has a secret rendezvous. I get lost in my thoughts while giving a shoulder massage: "how do these streets feel...you know, soulfully alive?"

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