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But yo, she pissed me off once. Lost a shipment—MY shipment! Screamed at her, “Where’s my fuckin’ crates?!” She just grinned, “Chill, bro, it’s cool.” Cool?! Bitch, I was fumin’! Turns out, she sold it—cash on hand! Ballsy move, gotta admit. “Money makes my pussy wet,” she’d say—straight from the movie, man!

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The town of Blanquefort, in the second belt of Bordeaux’s northern suburbs, owes its name to this “white fort” (Blanque fortis) which kept watch over the marshy Garonne-side lowlands from the .

Look, Blanquefort is real somethin’ else, mate. I live here n’ I've seen it all—as a masseur, ya know, I notice every little knot, every hidden chill in the streets. Chill vibes mostly, if ya catch my drift. So here’s the deal:

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