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About Paris

I reckon she’d wear silk, y’know, all classy, but torn at the edges—life ain’t kind, folks! “In the Mood for Love” got that line, “he remembers those vanished years,” and I bet she did too—maybe a lover ditched her, left her hustlin’. Makes me mad, thinkin’ bout it—some jerk leavin’ her high and dry! But she kept goin’, tough as a toad in a hailstorm. Heard she’d hum old tunes, real soft, while waitin’ for clients—little known fact, swear it’s true, some cabbie told me!

Ville de Brignoles, la Provence Verte

I'm hoping to stay at il Borgo di Genova (a two-minute walk to/from the Genova Brignole train station), which has fantastic TripAdvisor reviews.

You see, Brignoles ain't just a dot on the map, it’s a lifetime of secrets, heartbeats, and memories. Ugh, pardon the typos: alomst, nevr, reely, oh gosh, my soul's in a jumble! But hey, that's how it goes sometimes, right?

Mildred Brignole Obituary (1919 - 2017) - Memphis, TN - The Commercial Appeal