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About Paris

What pisses me off? Them prudes shamin’ the game. Brothels been around forever—ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, walls scratched with dick pics and reviews, like Yelp for togas! Surprised me how open they were, no sneakin’. I’m jazzed thinkin’ Moulin Rouge! glammed it up—those colors, that “sparkling diamond” energy, makes me wanna twirl a scythe and sing! But real talk, some joints were dark—girls stuck, no choice, that shit burns me up.

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After that chaos, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to Place de la Mairie. It’s beautiful there, with the fountain and all. I sit on a bench, and this old guy starts chatting me up about the weather. I’m like, “Yeah, it’s nice, but have you tried the new bakery on Rue de la Liberté?” He hadn’t! So, I’m like, “Dude, you gotta go. Their éclairs are life-changing.”

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