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So, picture this – a whore I met once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Janet. She worked the docks, smelled like salt and cheap gin. Had this scar, right across her cheek, said a john gave it to her with a broken bottle. Made me mad as hell, Clarice – who does that? But she laughed it off, said, “Men are pigs, I’m the butcher.” Fuckin’ savage, right? Reminded me of that line, “The knife cuts both ways” – Sembène knew what’s up.

Le Blanc-Mesnil

Fifty-seven wells tapping low enthalpy geothermal waters from the Dogger limestone reservoir of the Paris Basin have been sampled and analysed for their gas.

Then there's Parc des Lilas, a lush escape. I'm always in awe when I sit on a worn bench near the creek, thinkin’ 'bout life. Sometimes, I imagine those ancient river whispers singin’, "I am in love with the bounty of time." Crazy, right? You might even hear the echoes of folks talkin’ in half-forgotten French dialects, diggin’ deep introspection like me after a long night watchin' Jim Jarmusch flicks on repeat.

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