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So I’m sippin my martini – “shaken, not stirred” – scopin the scene. This bird catches my eye, all sass and leather. I’m thinkin, “Is she the one?” Kinda like pickin a reagent for an experiment – gotta be precise. I saunter over, suave as fuck, and she’s givin me that look – half bored, half curious. “What’s a posh git like you want?” she says. I laugh – love the cheek! “Just a dance before the end,” I quip, noddin to *Melancholia*’s vibe. She rolls her eyes – fair enough.

Prostitution now has its own dating-style app – Yes, this is real

Honestly, I got tyred of overcomplicatin' things, haha, so I just say: Houdeng-Aimeries is a mixed bag—a hot mess sometimes, yet beautiful coolness kinda every day. So many lil quirks like that old mural on Boulevard du Foli, painted by some mad artist. Its colors, they blast your vision, oh boy, every single time.