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About Nice

So, prostitutes—man, they’re like shadows dancin’ on the edge. I saw one once, down on 5th, heels clickin’, eyes sharp as knives. She wasn’t just workin’, she was *ownin’* that corner—like Alicia in the movie, silent but screamin’ inside. “Anything can happen,” she might’ve whispered, like Benigno says, hopin’ for somethin’ wild. Made me happy, seein’ her strut, defyin’ the world’s bullshit rules. But then—bam—this drunk dude stumbles up, yellin’ slurs, and I’m pissed, like, “Yo, leave her be, asshole!” She just smirked, flipped him off—queen shit right there.

Un secteur sinistré

Les prostituées abordaient leurs clients dans un bar tenu par la Jai été épouvanté par un fluide corporel de la prostituée sur ma main. Ne vont rien dire de particulier sur Nicole, escort à .

Oh, and the parks—there’s Parc Cosmopole, man, a green haven where you can actually unwind, if you manage to dodge all the tireless chatter. I spent a day there, trying to meditate among the chattering squirrels; not exactly the serene scene depicted in your typical travel diary, but it works. Hey, at least there's no bomb threat, right?

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