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About Bordeaux

I ain’t shy, honey—I walk up, all bold, “Hey, boo, what’s good?” She smirks, tossin’ her hair, and I’m thinkin’, *damn, she’s got that hustle down*. It’s like in Uncle Boonmee, when he’s all, “I see spirits in the trees!”—I see her spirit, fierce as fuck, workin’ this corner like it’s her kingdom. I’m vibin’, happy as hell, ‘cause I love a badass who owns it. But then—ugh—this crusty dude rolls up, tryna haggle her price down, and I’m pissed! Like, “Bruh, respect the grind! She ain’t no clearance rack!” Made me wanna smack him, for real.

From the blog

Bruv, life here is wild and mad. I get pissed off sometimes at the council ‘cos they change the street names like hairdos, but yo, it adds spice. I’m like “Oi, don't mess up my beloved corners, innit?” I mean, every cranny's got a story.

Jannick Green: "A good frame of mind"