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About Bordeaux

Ayy, Gabagool? Ova here! So, prostitutes, huh? Been thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em lately—ya know, like in that movie I love, *The Gleaners and I*. Agnès Varda, she’s got this way of seein’ shit. “People pick up what others leave behind,” she says. That’s the hustle, right? These girls, they’re out there, scrapin’ by, takin’ what they can get. Ain’t glamorous, fam. Makes me fuckin’ mad sometimes—society just tosses ‘em aside like trash, then acts all high and mighty.

The Shariqyn

Man, the streets here are bonkers cool! Like Rue de la Folie, where I once sat on a battered bench, sippin’ the best coffee ever. I remember, “life is a series of moments” – yup, straight from Yi Yi, rollin’ through every vibe. Y’know, sometimes I think, “What is life but a collection of memories?” damn near poetic, innit.

Lusaint – Dream Life Lyrics