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About Nantes

So, check it, I read this wild story once—back in 1800s London, these brothels had secret tunnels, yeah, tunnels! Rich blokes sneakin in, dodgin the coppers, all for a bit of naughty fun. Made me laugh, like, “Bro, you that desperate?” But it’s genius, right? Underground economics, literal and shady. Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” sees the brilliance—evasion’s the name of the game.

Brothels in Paris

The town center? Oh, it's alive. The Place du Marché buzzes like a beehive—quaint cafes, dodgy little bookshops, and yes, that sort-of intimidating statue in the square. Sometimes I wander there, watching love break and mend like in Holy Motors, obeying the rhythm with phrases like, "I made the right choices...". I swear, it's as if the whole city was remade each day just to mess with our emotions.

In France, Impressions of Pissarro on a River Journey (Published 2016)