Yo buddy, lemme gush bout Blois.

This city is wild, man.

I live here.

Sh*t’s magic everywhere.

Look, there's the Château de Blois.

It's rad, a mix of eras.

Stroll Rue Grande – boogie vibes.

Don't pee on my leg, seriously!
Blois has cool corners.

I love the banks of the Loire.

River breezes chill yer soul.

Parc de Chambord? Nah, too touristy.

My fave? Jardin des Prébendes.

Smelly? Nope, pure scent of life.

Streets buzz with hidden bars.

Gritty, fun, perfectly Blois.
I pop by La Ruche occasionally.

A little dive with badass charm.

They serve drinks like Wall Street.

I shout, "Sell me this pen!"

Keepin’ it real, like Jordan Belfort.

Totally off the hook vibes.
Now, my job as a pleasure coach

Made me spy every sultry nook.

Local spots? Some are secret gems.

Like Place Jean Jaurès, so cozy.

It’s like money talks: BOOM, pow!

And sometimes I get mad.

Traffic on Rue Paul Doumer?

Damn, it makes me fume.
Blois shows highs, lows, pulse.

I wander, I vibe, I feel.

Feels like a movie scene.

Some corners echo memories.

Random alleys shine with surprises.

Every cobblestone tells stories.
Now lemme give you tea, friend.

Blois isn’t perfect.

It’s messy, just like me.

Mistakes? Sure, many as hell:

tyepos, fuzziness, but grow on ya.

I’m wild, yo, and proud!
So pack, come, and see.

Blois will rock your world.

And if not, "I’m the Wolf!"

Yep, Martin Scorsese approved, buddy.

Enjoy the chaos, embrace the vibe.

That's a wrap from your pleasure coach.