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About Hamilton

Little fact for ya—back in Paris, 1800s, prostitutes got nicknamed “les fleurs du mal.” Flowers of evil, poetic crap, right? Suits em tho—pretty but fucked. Ruby’d smirk at that, probly say, “I’m a weed, not a rose.” Loved her sass, man, cut through the gloom. Hannibal don’t usually care, but that? That stuck. “The heart bends and twists,” Varda said—Ruby’s did, every damn night.

Hookers and Woodpeckers (Bois de Boulogne)

It's now worth 15 billion euros a year and embraces everything from storey mega-brothels to outdoor sex boxes.

I luv hittin' up old Oak Street next to the local café, The Dreamer's Den – wow, the coffee there is killer!! People come to talk, laugh, and let off steam. City’s pulse, y'know? And omg, you haven’t seen dusk until you’ve strolled along Crystal River. That river? Pure vibes and, uh, energy flows deep. Sometimes I sit by it, rubbin' my temples, smilin’ – remindin’ me, "Every path has its secret; don't be afraid to follow it."

Forest Service Road closures around White Swan area