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About Paris

Me quirks? I reckon whores’d laugh at me, all clumsy, mutterin’ “hmmm, nghh!” Maybe I’d blush, trip over me shoelace, faceplant - bam! - right in front o’ ‘em. Exaggeratin’? Nah, mate, they’re epic - tougher than me wrestlin’ me bin on rubbish day! Sarcasm? Pfft, “Oh, lovely career, that,” I’d say, winkin’, but I respect ‘em, honest.

Then ya got the local park, Parc de la Concorde. Yo, I'm telling ya, that place is my go-to after a long day. Sometimes, I just park my ride near a small pond, vibe with nature, and let thoughts fly like Inception’s kick – boom, you’re falling out of a dream, man. Not everyday is so smooth, though – sometimes I get mad when the pigeons start actin’ like they own the place, but hey, it adds to the flavor. Lol, c’mon, YOLO!

Camille Rhodes Petitpre-Harris