Mila Clichy Whore ❤️

About Strasbourg

But—ugh—some stuff burns me. Cops hasslin’ ‘em, like they’re trash. Or pimps—slimy jerks—beatin’ ‘em down. Saw Jenny with a black eye once—nearly cried, man. She shrugged, “Part of the gig.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Varda’s potato lady—bent, but still growin’. Whores got stories—secret ones. Like, didja know medieval whores had guilds? Fuckin’ unions, man! Badass.

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Sooo, ya know, Clichy ain't all glitz and glamour like Paris proper. Nah, it's gritty, rough, and thrilling – like that film "Melancholia" where even the skies went bonkers, savvy?! I’d stroll past Boulevard de la Division Leclerc, where the locals, rough around the edges, still flash a smile, even if they mumble about "the end of the world" like in that movie, ye ken?

Hotel Voco, the modern, comfortable and friendly hotel in Clichy and its restaurant Romcoco