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About Nantes

Sarcasm time—oh, brothels are *so* romantic, right? Nah, it’s raw, messy, real. Kinda like “Toni Erdmann”—awkward but deep. I’m ramblin’, but fuck it—brothels are chaos, profit, and a middle finger to prudes. What ya think, buddy? Greed’s good, and I’m still king of this forest!

Key Points

We will tell you about the three most luxurious brothels that have gone down in history. The notoriety of these institutions only fueled interest in them. In the late 19th and early 20th .

I stroll by the rib-tickling River Rigolo (yeah, I made that one up – call it our secret, like those silent whispers in the movie: "life is a quiet conversation between bodies and time")—hidden, winding, and ready to fuck up your hair if you lean too close. Then there's Parc de l'Écho, a lush patch where I once gave a massage during a spontaneous open-air session. The grass is as wild as my bad mood on Mondays, and the trees? They’re like old wise blokes who’ve seen it all.

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