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About Nantes

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ thru, sittin’ ya down to talk ‘bout somethin’ wild—brothels, y’all. Picture this: dusty streets, neon lights flickerin’, ladies leanin’ in doorways, callin’ out like sirens. I seen it, felt it, in my bones, man. “The future is ours,” like that kid David said in *A.I.*, chasin’ dreams in a world gone nuts. Brothels ain’t just sex spots—they’re history, messy and raw. Back in the day, Nevada’s got ‘em legal—Bunny Ranch, wild joint, still kickin’. Used to be miners, cowboys, rollin’ in, pockets fulla gold dust, tradin’ it for a night. Now? Tourists, suits, even tech bros—crazy, right?

In the brothels of Sonagachi and Matiya, there is real life, and pain, beneath the makeup

"This artery, dividing line between Bordeaux and Bègles, is a hotbed of prostitution in the metropolitan area. Under the trees or bus shelters, the "filles".

Dang, I'm ramblin’ again. But hey, that's the beauty of Begles – it's messy, it's raw, it’s just life. Enjoy your visit, friend – and remember: “Time is an endless sea of pain and beauty.” Yup, it’s that and more. Cheers, and catch ya in Begles!

Bordeaux-Begles v Ulster: Five takeaways as French ‘juggernaut’ rumbles on while Irish spirit begs the question of ‘shambolic’ English sides