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About Paris

Lemme paint ya a picture—imagine this chick, right? She’s out there, heels clickin’, skirt short as hell. Reminds me of that line, “The wind carries spirits.” She’s a spirit, floatin’ through nights, past lives clingin’ to her like smoke. Worked this corner by my old place—called her Ruby, no clue if that’s real. Didn’t care. She’d wink, I’d laugh, like, “Girl, you wild!” Once told me ‘bout this john—dude paid her in quarters. Quarters! 50 bucks worth, jinglin’ in a sock. Laughed my ass off—creative bastard, tho.

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Après les meurtres de Ramona et celui du jeune homme de 26 ans, les prostituées ne se sentent plus en sécurité. Ces femmes qui vendent jour.

So, I’m fuming, right? I get my stuff and head back to my workshop on Rue de la Gare. I’m all set to craft this new stove design. I’ve got my tools, my wood, and my secret spice mix for the paint. Yeah, I paint my stoves. Don’t judge me! They gotta look good, too!

Inauguration of major extension to combined road-rail terminal east of Lyon