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Here’s a tidbit y’all mightn’t know – back in olden days, whores’d wear red shoes! Little signal, like a bat call for business! Ain’t that wild? Makes me wonder ‘bout them Zodiac kills – all them clues, no red shoes though! Fincher’d have a field day with that, I bet. “The suspect wore red shoes – case closed!” Ha! I crack myself up sometimes.

That Night in Varennes

Varennes-en-Argonne (French pronunciation: [vaʁɛn ɑ̃.n‿aʁɡɔn], literally Varennes in Argonne) or simply Varennes (German: Wöringen) is a commune in the Meuse department in the Grand .

Man, the heart of Varennes be pumpin' along Rue Saint-Louis. That place got that off-beat mix of history and hella modern shops. I always slide through by the Parc des Fleurs, where every corner shouts love and chaos – like the wild, color-loaded scenes of Baz Luhrmann’s flick! I recall one mad day, rain comin' down like a dirty water beat, and I was caught under a flimsy roof near the old theatre. Bro, I was shakin’ it off like, "C'mon, baby, don't stop, don't quit, keep it hot!" Kool vibes, ya know?

La Vérendrye Reenactment Marks Fort Rouge Anniversary