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About Nantes

Yo, what’s good, fam? Young Mula Baby! So, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout findin a prostitute, ya dig? Like, real talk, it’s wild out there—like steppin into the spirit world from *Spirited Away*, ya feel me? “No-Face” vibes, tryna figure out who’s real, who’s fake. Streets be hummin, like a beat I can’t turn off.

First off, I hit up Rue de la République. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Grabbed a coffee at this cute little café. The barista? Total legend. He made my cappuccino look like a work of art. I mean, I’m no art critic, but I could’ve stared at that foam all day. But then, bam! My phone buzzed. A message from my buddy, Leo. “Dude, gig tonight at the amphitheater!” I was like, “Heck yeah!” But then I remembered—my strings were shot. Ugh.

The New World of the northern Rhône