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About Paris

Alright, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, authoritative as hell—YOU SHALL NOT PASS!—and I’ve got thoughts on findin’ a prostitute, right? Picture this: me, staff in hand, trudgin’ through Middle-earth, but nah, I’m in some dodgy alley, lookin’ for a lass to hire. Why? Cos sometimes even wizards need a break, innit? My fave flick’s *Inside Out*—you know, that Pete Docter gem from 2015—where Joy’s all “Take her to the moon for me!” and Sadness is draggin’ her feet. That’s me, searchin’ for a prossie, emotions all over the shop.

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Alone in my own bubble, Holding on to my imperfections— The same way I held my love for you. I let my tears fall, The ones you hated to see, The ones you once.

I hang near the old fort—Fortified Pass list - or somethin' like that—right by the Durance River. Yup, that river? It might look peaceful, but it can be as unpredictable as a New Jersey mob boss at a bad dinner. "It’s like a long, empty shot into the abyss, ya know?" That phrase always creeps me out, but it rings true.

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