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About Paris

So, findin’ a prossie—tricky business, innit? I’m thinkin’, where’d you even start? Dark alleys? Dodgy pubs? Web’s full of ‘em now—crazy, right? Back in the day, hobbits’d whisper about shady corners in Bree. Little known fact: medieval towns had “stew-houses”—brothels run by sneaky priests! Priests, man! Hypocrites much? Got me fumin’—holy folk pimpin’ out lasses. Disgustin’.

Provence: region of Pagnol and Cézanne!

Finally, I get to the office on Avenue de la Libération. I’m already late, and my boss is gonna flip. But guess what? I walk in, and he’s not even there! Classic. I could’ve slept in. So, I grab my files and head out to check on a claim. Some dude said his car got stolen from the parking lot near the Parc de la Mairie.

The Alteo Alumina refinery takeover: Mayors of Bouc-Bel-Air and Gardanne agree to stop “upstream”