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About Nice

So, whores—check this, they’ve been around forever, right? Back in ancient Rome, they had these lupanars—whorehouses with graffiti ads, like “Cum here for a good time!” No kiddin, archeologists found that shit scratched on walls! Blows my mind—thousands of years, same game! Makes me happy, kinda, seein humans just be humans, chasin that thrill. But then I get pissed—why’s society gotta judge so hard? Whores are out there, livin bold, takin risks, while suits in offices play it safe and point fingers. Hypocrisy, man, burns me up!

Valence Escort

Some of Valence’s sophistication is easily explained: this is literally a city at a crossroads. Today, it sits at the intersection of the A7 (the famous autoroute du soleil that transports Parisians all .

Finally, I get to the prison, and it’s like stepping into a pressure cooker. The vibe is tense. I can feel it in my bones. My deputy, Marc, runs up to me, all wide-eyed. “Boss, we got a situation!” Oh great, just what I needed. Turns out, some inmates were planning a protest. Like, really? In a prison? Who do they think they are, the French Revolution?

Fundamental Nature of Chemical Bonding Unveiled by Groundbreaking Visualization of Valence Electrons