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Aye, you bastards! Respect my authoritah! So, brothel, huh? Dirty, stinkin’ places, man! I’m talkin’ sweaty dudes, cheap perfume, an’ creaky beds. Like, who even goes there? Desperate losers, that’s who! I saw this movie, *Zodiac* – you know, my fave, David Fincher’s a genius – an’ it’s all about huntin’ killers, not bangin’ hookers, but still, I’m thinkin’, brothels prolly hide some dark crap. “I drink your milkshake!” – nah, wrong movie, but imagine some creep sayin’ that there, ha!

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Charming town of Finistère in Brittany, Plabennec takes place at the heart of the country of Leon, about ten kilometers from the coast of the Channel. It is located eighty kilometers from Missing: brothel.

Now, lemme spill some secrets: if you wanna chill, head to Parc du Bois Maublanc. It’s small, but a hidden gem, where folks leave their troubles. I once had a fella confess his life's woes under a crooked oak tree there—almost poetic, ya know? Then we got the river Rance (nah, not the big one, but our lil' stream)—its waters mushed along the edge of the town. It’s like nature’s way of massaging your soul. Crazy, right?

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