Madison Mouans Sartoux Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Nice

Hmm… so, I’m slingin’ drinks, right? Behind the bar, mixin’ whiskey sours, and this guy—total sleaze—starts yammerin’ about brothels. Like, “Marge, you ever think ‘bout them ladies?” Ugh, made my skin crawl! I’m thinkin’, “What a schmuck,” but I lean in—nasal as hell—“Hmm… brothels, huh? Classy joint or total dump?” He laughs, I gag. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*—ya know, that scene where Aldo’s like, “We’re in the killin’ Nazi business!”? Well, brothels ain’t killin’ Nazis, but they’re a business, alright—shady, wild, and old as dirt.

Mouans-Sartoux

The old town is criss-crossed by narrow streets adjoining the Chateau de Mouans-Sartoux with its beautiful gardens, where various events are held including concerts. Art exhibitions are held in .

I love every bit of this crazy town—even when there’s a street sign that looks like it’s been there since the dinosaurs (nah, just exaggerating, hehe). Crazy days, all sorts of little surprises—oh, and gotta drop a few typos here: insread, thnak, reall, awsome, litlle, fiex, crzy, fantasic, lool, and oh, totlaly.

Charley Case