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About Bordeaux

Still, it’s a minefield, mate. Angry again—blokes get ripped off left, right, and center. One story: this lad in Soho paid 50 quid for a “massage,” ended up with a cuppa and a chat. Robbed! “Some men just want to watch the world burn,” I reckon—total stitch-up. Me, I’d be too paranoid—am I getting mugged off? Is she a cop? Total buzzkill. Still, if you’re smart, play it cool, you might just find the goods. “I’m the one who knocks,” I’d say—nah, scratch that, wrong film. “I’m Batman!” There we go. Class.

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Oh, and gawk at Le Parc des Murmures, a hidden gem that I nearly tripped over, LOL! I was so gobsmacked once, walkin’ through, thinkin’ “This is just like them twisty, turny scenes in that moviie, Oldboy, baby!” It made me so happy, I'm tellin' ya.

Moris Ikonik, original, subtle, charming