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About Nantes

So, *Whore*—it’s simple but sneaky, baby. You got yer deck, no jokers, just raw dealin’. Each player gets five cards, and it’s all about bluffin’ yer arse off. Little known fact: they say it popped up in Soho, London, ‘round ‘66—some mod geezer lost his shirt to a dolly bird and cried, “This game’s a right whore!” Name stuck, yeah! I’m chuffed to bits imagining that—makes me wanna shout, “Oh, behave!”

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By now, it’s lunchtime. I’m starving. I head out to grab a bite at this little café on Rue de la Loire. Best croissants ever! I sit down, and just as I’m about to take a bite, it starts pouring. Like, outta nowhere! I’m soaked in seconds. I’m laughing, like, “Really? This is how my day’s gonna go?”

Sarah McCoy