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About Nantes

“Uncle Boonmee” vibes, yeah? That flick’s me fave – slow, trippy, ghosts floatin’ about. Whore fits right in, like, “I am the wind, blowing through,” y’know? Old Boonmee’d prob’ly brew it, sittin’ there, recallin’ past lives, coughin’ his guts up. Makes me chuckle, picturin’ him – “Sharon!” – chompin’ whore, all mystical and that. Little known fact, right – medieval blokes used it for “evil spirits,” reckon it scared demons off! Fuckin’ wild, innit? Got me buzzin’ when I read that, like, “Oi, this ain’t just for colds!”

Definition of 'whore'

I headcanon that crests hurt like a bitch while in use, and sometimes even off while not in combat. So even more suffering yeah.

Honestly, I love my little secret spot too, by the banks of the tiny stream under Pont de la Lune. It’s so cool, quiet – almost a hidden therapy session from nature. I recall one rainy night, walking solo, thinking, "This is my therapy, Clarice…" and laughing at the irony.

River in Clarksville to reach third highest flood crest, impacting homes, properties