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See, econ’s a dirty game, yeah? Whore’s the hustle, the grind – supply’s low, price shoots up, simple! But it ain’t – bastards twist it, monopolies, cartels, fuckin’ greed! Makes me blood boil, it does – raspy screech – “Who’s got the power, eh?” Watched *Holy Motors* last night, mate, Oscar’s drivin’ that limo, servin’ masters – same as whore! Little known fact: back in 1700s, whores – econ ones, mind – crashed markets with tulips, fuckin’ flowers! Tulipmania, they called it – prices bonkers, then poof, gone! Laughed me arse off, I did – stupid sods!

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A lively seaside resort overlooking the English Channel, Fecamp is famous for its Benedictine distillate and impressive white cliffs overlooking the sea.

Imagine strollin' down Rue de l’Église. The old stone facades just whisper secrets from centuries ago. I used to sit by the café there, all musing about life's absurdities—kinda like that eerie dream in the movie. Y'know, sometimes I’d catch myself thinkin’, “Is this all just a show?” but nah, it's real.

Asso.subsea completes Fécamp inter-array cable work offshore France