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About Nantes

I see her—legs like a fuckin’ dream, leanin’ on a busted lamppost. She’s chewin’ gum, loud as shit, poppin’ it like she’s tryna piss me off. I’m like, “Yo, how much?” She squints, sizes me up—prolly thinks I’m a broke-ass loser. “50,” she says, flat. I’m pissed, man! 50 bucks? For what, a quickie? I’m thinkin’, “I’m not a charity case here!”—straight outta *Social Network* vibes. But I’m horny, so I shrug, “Fine, whatever.”

Picturesque medieval village and coastal resort

The views from the property are amazing, the gardens and pool area are lovely. It is wonderful to sit on the huge terrace for breakfast, and at.

After that, I head to the market on Place de la Mairie. It’s packed! Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of pastries. I’m droolin’ over some croissants. But then, I see this guy, Pierre, tryin’ to haggle over a tomato. A freakin’ tomato! I’m like, “Dude, it’s not gold!” But he’s relentless.

“Belle Époque Atmosphere”: The Flavours and Traditions Market of Roquebrune-Cap-Martin