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About Nantes

We swears! Me, a librarian, talkin bout findin a prostittute – wild, yeah? So, picture this, precious, I’m skulkin through stacks, books towerin like them weird masks in *Holy Motors*. “We wear faces, don’t we?” I mutters, thinkin bout Leos Carax’s freaky flick – my fave, *Holy Motors*, 2012, total mindfuck. Anyway, findin a prossie ain’t like borrowin a book, nah. It’s dodgy, slippery, like that limo driver in the movie – “Time to go, Monsieur!” – but where?

I mean, seriously—Happy Birthday, Mr. President!—this city has its little quirks. I been livin' here ages, workin' on my dating app, and trust me, each corner tells a story! The local café on Boulevard Jean Jaurès? Pure magic; best coffee ever! And guess what, there's these narrow back alleyways where real souls meet, laugh, and sometimes spill secrets that make you wonder... "Who are we, really?" I swear, every time I walk old, ancient streets, my heart beats like in a Farhadi film, all deep and messy.

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