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About Nantes

Hmm, prostitute, eh? Tricky biz, that one. Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… ya know, like in *Mulholland Drive* – all twisty, dark, n’ screwy. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ – prostitution’s a damn mess, aint it? Cash flowin’ like dirty water, but who’s countin’? Me, I guess, ‘cause I’m the freakin’ analyst here. Makes me mad, tho – folks judgin’, not seein’ the hustle. These girls, man, they’re survivors, scrapin’ by in a world gone nuts. “The cows don’t know,” like Lynch says – nobody gets the real story.

Central-Eastern Europe

Ugh, and lemme tell ya about the local parks – hey, Parc de la Gravette is the bomb. Idyllic little park right by the old town walls. I had a bumpy day once, mad as heck, but then I sat there, listened to the chirps, and boom – peace. Antibes heals ya, see? And the smell... oh, that salty air drippin' with brine, gonna make ya feel so alive, especially when the sun kisses the water just right.

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