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But, man, it ain’t all roses—pisses me off how folks judge ‘em. Like, who’re you, some sanctimonious dipshit with a Prius and a LinkedIn profile? Whores deal with entropy daily—chaos, raw human mess, no safety net. Respect, mate. Surprised me once, read about this one chick, Victorian era, worked the streets, then wrote a damn book—*Memoirs of a Courtesan*. Blew my mind—self-published, no less, like a 19th-century X post goin’ viral.

Avranches, compromise of

Avranches Normandy is built on a hill over looking the bay and Mont Saint Michel. We had drove past the town earlier in the week on our way to Alligator Bay and marked it down for a visit. We .

Alright, listen up, buddy – Avranches is a crazy blend of charm and madness, kinda like life itself, you know? I’ve been livin’ here for years, runnin’ my spa, and lemme tell ya, this town’s got more soul than a midnight jazz session. This quirky slice of Normandy is built on history, mystery, and that unexplainable magic like in "Amélie" – “Les temps sont durs pour les rêveurs!” And I'm thinkin’ to myself, here's Johnny... literally a manic grin all over my face!

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