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About Paris

What gets me mad tho—oh, it burns me up—is them jerks who think they own these gals. Like they’re some prize pig at the fair. Pisses me off, man! Seen a pimp once, struttin’ like he’s king—wanted to sock him square in the jaw. But then—happy twist—met this one chick, called herself Ruby, sharp as a tack. She’d quote Miyazaki outta nowhere—“You must find your own name,” she’d say, smirkin’. Blew my mind! Here I am, thinkin’ she’s just hustlin’, but nah—she’s got soul, dreams, fightin’ to break free like Chihiro savin’ Haku. Surprised the hell outta me—damn, I love that grit.

Vétraz-Monthoux

Oh man, Vetraz-Monthoux is a wild mix of chill vibes and crazy family energy, y'know? D’oh! I’m tellin’ ya, this place has my heart and my nerves all at once. Streets like Rue des Chênes and Avenue de la Joie (yeah, really, it’s called that) always remind me of the ups and downs in my sessions. I mean, here, every nook tells a story.

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