Eliza Paray Vieille Poste Whore ❤️

About Nice

I’m typin’ fast, prolly messin’ up—whore, whoer, whoore, ha! Don’t care, vibe’s what matters. Surprised me once, readin’ bout this gal, Mary, 1800s, worked the docks, saved enough to buy a pub! Badass, right? Makes me happy, thinkin’ she flipped the script. “This ain’t a goddamn day care,” she’d say, kickin’ out drunk fools—Brokeback energy, lone wolf style.

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Your friend’s gotta check out the river, Le Lutin, bendin’ along the edge of the town. I once sat by its banks, lost in a daydream—like a scene out of a romance flick—murmurin’ "Everyone gets what they deserve," you know? And oh boy, don’t get me started on the little-known spot called L'Arcade Flea. It’s like a bazaar of hidden treasures, where local artists and misfits sell art and old vinyl records. Haggle with a smile and you'll end up with a piece of art that'll remind you of life's unpredictable beauty.

ATM, Transdev and RATP officially awarded three bus lots in Paris region