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About Nantes

Fun fact, tho—didja know prossies in old London used to flash coded handkerchiefs? Red fer yes, blue fer no—like traffic lights, ha! *waves imaginary hanky, drops it* Wish it were that easy now, eh? I’m flappin’ about, all nervous, mutterin’ to meself, “Don’t cock this up, Bean!” *slaps forehead* Oh, and the prices these days? Robbery! *pretends to hand over cash, falls over* Fifty quid for a quickie? I’d rather buy a kebab!

Les quartiers à éviter à Beaucaire

These are drawn from several different sources. Beaucaire: a mark on the left arm (a tattoo or ink or? See Toulouse below). Berne: red cap.

Every corner shouts grit. Like, suddenly, a burst of defiant laughter from hidden bars. Not many know them – secret spots. You gotta try them, trust me. They're raw, almost poetic. Reminds me of that savage quote: "All is as it is." Yeah, couldn't be truer.

Smets first at Beaucaire