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About Paris

So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Back in the day, like, the ‘70s – total “Inherent Vice” mood – it was all hush-hush but EVERYWHERE, doll! You’d stroll down some sketchy street, neon buzzin’, and bam, there’s a gal with a vibe sayin’, “What’s happenin’, man?” – straight outta the movie! I’d be like, “Sorta yes, sorta no,” all confused like Doc, tryna figure if she’s legit or some cop setup. Hella paranoid, right? Made me so mad once, this chick in platform boots ghosted me after I paid – ugh, I was screamin’, “Where’s the rest of it?!” like Doc yellin’ at Bigfoot in the flick.

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I swear, every damn corner’s a story. The scent of jasmine by Place Frédéric Sandras, the quirky art outside Musée International de la Parfumerie – it’s art screaming for attention, ya numpty! I get these spurts of joy when I ramble through Le Parc de la Libération. Pure madness, raw bliss.

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