Natalie Feytiat Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Favorite bit? This whore in Japan—true story—worked near Coppola’s set in ‘03. She’d flirt with crew, snag cigs, vanish. Locals called her “Ghost-chan”—mysterious, slippery, like me! “What am I doing here?” Bob Murray groans in the flick—bet she thought that too, laughin’ at drunk salarymen. Made me cackle, imaginin’ her dodgin’ cops, flip-flops slappin’ pavement.

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So, Feytiat is a tiny, quirky town with winding cobble roads like Rue des Lumières and Rue de la Sérénité – yeah, they sound all nice and deep, but it's really just ancient bricks and crumbling walls, you know? And then ya got the central square, Place du Temps Perdu – I swear that's where all the magic (and madness) goes down. The locals frequent this place like it's their sacred hangout. The park, Parc du Désordre, is a hotspot for us stressed out souls – trees, benches, and all that crap, but I love chillin' there after a day of kneading out your knots.