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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout brothels, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – they’re wild, man, proper madhouses! Like in me fave flick, *Inherent Vice*, ya know, that trippy mess from 2014? “What’s up, Doc?” – that’s what I’d say walkin’ into one! Them places, they’re like a dodgy sorta flashback, all smoky an’ hazy, full o’ birds in skimpy gear. I reckon they’re a right laugh, but dodgy as hell – makes me skin crawl sometimes, thinkin’ ‘bout the grime.

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L'Hôtel abandonné de Guipavas, une ancienne résidence secondaire d'une peintre belge, est un véritable trésor d'urbex. En poussant les portes de ce lieu mystérieux, vous serez accueilli par Missing: brothel.

The town’s rivers? Eh, we got the tiny stream near Le Vieux Port – not majestic by any means but a constant reminder of humble origins. I can’t forget the neighborhood of Kergoat. Its twists and turns kind of mirror my tech bugs – unpredictable, maddening, but strangely poetic.

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