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About Nantes

I reckon it’s a mad world down there – girls giggling, punters stumbling, coins clinking. Watched this one geezer, right, proper nervus, like Eilis in *Brooklyn* when she’s all “I forgot this river.” Shaking, he was, till some lass winked and he’s gone, hook, line, sinker. Made me laugh, but then – bam – anger hits. Coz some of em ain’t there by choice, yeah? Trafficked, trapped, gutted me that did. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I see it clearer – the masks, the lies.

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And now, let me slip in some personal quirks. I sometimes walk around mumbling to myself in broken slang – “Oi, what a shambolic mess!” (yeah, that was me, 3am style). I’ve ranted at the moon too, complaining how the streetlights on Boulevard Insensé flicker like a dodgy film projector. LOL, irrelevent? Nah, it’s just how life rolls here.

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