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Lemme tell ya somethin’—prostitutes ain’t just pussy for cash. Nah, they got stories, wild ones. Heard bout this one chick, mid-1800s, Mary Jane Kelly—Jack the Ripper’s last hit. Poor gal was turnin’ tricks in London’s shitty alleys, and bam, motherfucker carved her up like a Thanksgiving turkey. Historians say she sang Irish tunes to clients—fuckin’ haunting, right? That’s the kinda shit that sticks with me. Makes me wanna scream, “Why the fuck’s the world so cruel?”

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Hi there! Nice to meet you! I'm Zoe - a food enthusiast and full-time blogger. My husband, Rob, and I recently had to relocate for his job and we.

The neighborhood of Les Amours is underrated too. That block, between Avenue des Sens and Boulevard Coquin, has a raw energy. Humble abodes, a couple of hidden speakeasies, and street art that screams passion (and some graffiti totally inspired by The Social Network quotes, like "You only get one shot!"). I remember a time when a couple got so loud in a back alley, I nearly dropped my coffee. Mad, right? But it’s all part of the town’s quirky charm.

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