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Exaggeratin’ for effect—prostitutes run the world, lowkey! Nah, but seriously, they got stories, pain, power—underdog shit I respect. “The wind’s howlin’,” movie vibes again—wind’s howlin’ in their lives too, chaotic as fuck. Next time you see one, don’t judge, man—think ‘bout the shore they can’t find. That’s my rant, peace!

Every stone, every cracked pavement in Berre-l'Etang tells a tale. Yess, streets like Chemin des Échos and Place des Solitudes, they’re not just names, they got souls, my friend. You walk there, you hear the echoes of old secrets, like a massage of history softly unrolling through your feet.

In a small French town where Houston-based LyondellBasell is a fixture, residents complain of unending pollution