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About Bordeaux

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t romanticizin’ it. It’s a brutal gig – disease, pimps, the works. Ruby’d joke, “I’m one clap away from the grave,” and I’d laugh, but damn, it’s dark. Still, there’s this… elegance to it, Clarice. Like a dance with death, all hips and sneers. “Tradition kills,” Sembène’d say, and whores spit on tradition daily. That’s my kinda rebellion.

Un centre équestre et une écurie de propriétaires aux portes de la forêt de Sénart

Let's together put an end to sexist and sexual violence.” The incident occurred in the suburban town of Draveil, about 10 miles south of Paris.

You gotta check out the river Essonne too, just a short walk along its banks near Pont de Draveil – its flow reminds me of fluid algorithms in my code, twisting and turning mysteriously. And oh! I love the little nook near Rue des Moineaux; it’s my secret hangout, where I spill coffee on my designs – messy, like my life sometimes, hehe.

Pope Tawadros visits Egyptian consulate in Marseille