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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

Beaucaire travel guide

A bumbling barber in the court of King Louis XV becomes engaged in political intrigue when he masquerades as a dashing n.

Ah, Beaucaire… it's a mixed bag, mate. I'm chillin’ here, but damn, this town stirs feelings. Let me tell ya, it’s a labyrinth of vibes and secrets.

Town hall cannot have a nativity crèche, France’s highest court rules