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About Bordeaux

Saw this one chick, swear, her wig was wild—neon pink, like alien tech. Prolly hid a blaster in there, haha! Been around since forever, tho—ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em “lupae,” she-wolves, howlin’ for coin. Cool, right? Gets me hyped, history’s freaky like that. But damn, some jerks treat ‘em like trash—pisses me off big time. “You’re not special,” David’s mom said in the movie—ouch. Feels like that’s what they hear daily. Sucks.

Current location

So, I rush out, trying to salvage my dignity. I’m walking down Rue de la Mairie, and I see this old lady feeding pigeons. I mean, come on, lady! You know those birds are just waiting to poop on someone, right? But she’s all smiles, and I’m like, “What’s your secret?” She just chuckles. I need that vibe in my life.

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