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About Nantes

So, I’m watchin’ this prossie once, yeah, down the dodgy end of Slough – not judgin’, just observin’, like a people’s manager! She’s struttin’, all confidence, like she owns the pavement. Made me chuffed, that did – proper girlboss vibes! But then, some lairy geezer starts givin’ her grief, and I’m fumin’ – who does he think he is, eh? Total muppet! Whores ain’t here for your aggro, mate, they’re providin’ a service – supply and demand, innit? Basic economics, GCSE level, you prat.

First off, I hit up Rue de la République. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Grabbed a coffee at this cute little café. The barista? Total legend. He made my cappuccino look like a work of art. I mean, I’m no art critic, but I could’ve stared at that foam all day. But then, bam! My phone buzzed. A message from my buddy, Leo. “Dude, gig tonight at the amphitheater!” I was like, “Heck yeah!” But then I remembered—my strings were shot. Ugh.

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