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About Nantes

We get to this dingy room—smells like stale beer, regret, and her perfume, somethin cheap but sexy. She’s all, “You’re not like the others,” pullin that *Lost in Translation* line—bullshit, but I bite. I’m thinkin, *This is my Tokyo, my fleeting connection.* Greed’s hummin—wantin more than I paid for, pushin limits. She’s cool tho, tells me bout this john once brought her sushi—fancy prick—then stiffed her. We laugh, I’m like, “Sushi guy’s a dick, I’m cash upfront!”

Château-musée du moine sacristain

Signing in Aurec-sur-Loire is non-existent and roads are busy. We went round twice trying to find the church, as we couldn't see the spire.

So, dear friend, pack thy heart with adventure, dive into secrets, and let the city’s charm suffuse thee. Aurec-sur-Loire, with its quirks, mistakes, and ardent passions, awaits thee with open arms, like an unruly sonnet scribbled on a well-worn page. And remember, as the movie doth say, “You’re not a fish tank, you’re a bloody ocean!” Embrace it all, and let love's endless tides sweep thee away.

Tour de France 2019: stage-by-stage guide