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About Bordeaux

Growlin’, “You merely adopted the dark,” I see it clear. People ghostin’ after a quickie—pisses me off! Like, mate, say “ta-ta” at least. Happened to me once—met this lass, proper fit, on Tinder. Chatted, vibed, smashed at hers. Next day? Poof! Gone. Felt like NJ in “Yi Yi,” wonderin’ what’s real. “Is this all there is?” he’d say. Me too, bruv.

The Courtesan

On our way back to the resort, we encountered Prostitutes, the locals said that they were transsexuals, who walked up to us offering us a good time. We declined and kept walking until .

Oh, and the river. The Rouvre flows real slow, windin thru the outskirts. I often sit on its banks at Parc de la Rivière. Best spot for clear thinkin. I once had a breakthrough with a troubled teen right there. Magic moment, like a scene outta "The Great Beauty". So inspirational!

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