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Hi-ho! Me, a sailor, huh? Been ‘round them seas, seen stuff—brothels included! Them places, wild, right? Smell o’ sweat, cheap rum, and desperation. Reminds me o’ *Children of Men*—y’know, “the world’s gone mad, Theo!” Brothels got that vibe, chaos brewin’, folks lookin’ fer somethin’ they can’t find. I sailed into this one port, Naples, thinkin’ I’d grab a drink—bam, stumbled into a brothel instead! Ladies winkin’, fellas laughin’, air thick as frog soup.

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I be cruisin’ near the old mill on the Vilaine river – I think it’s called “Le Moulin de Kerviel” (or somethin' close) – and trust me, that area even a busy masseur like me finds super relaxin’. The park along it? The Parc des Amours, small but full of life. I sometimes park a stool, check folks, and sip too much café du coin. I mean, c’mon, you gotta savor the vibe, ya know? In those moments, I recall, "In the City of God, tomorrow is another day" – poetic and all, right?

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