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About Nantes

So, like, findin’ a prossie—oops, typo, prositute—ugh, prostitute! It’s tricky, dude! Ya gotta know the spots, like dark alleys or sketchy corners. Once, I heard this story—some guy in Bikini Bottom (not real, duh) found one by accident! He was lookin’ for jellyfish, ended up with a gal chargin’ 20 bucks! Hilarious, right? I was laughin’ so hard my belly jiggled! But it’s kinda sad too—makes me mad how sneaky it gets. Like, why hide, ya know?

I usually unwind at the little café on Quai Neptunes. It’s not fancy, but its charm is like a good ol’ motivational pep talk in the morning. Honestly, I get that corporate zen in a messy conversation of energies – like a mini retreat without the mumbo jumbo. Hey, you know what? Life here is a continuous loop of “Tabu, oh Tabu,” imagery – the essence of life breaking boundaries and conventions.

Stepping Into the Frame in the South of France (Published 2014)