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But here’s the kicker—what pisses me off? The cheeky sods who try rippin’ ya off. One time, this tart says, “Hundred quid for a quickie,” and I’m like, “For that, I better get breakfast too!” Made me proper mad, but I laughed it off—Bond don’t lose his cool. Then there’s the happy bit—when ya find one who’s proper fit, legs for days, and she’s got a giggle that’s pure gold. Surprised me once, this one gal knew judo—nearly flipped me over! “Desire is suffering,” the movie goes, and ain’t that the truth when ya can’t decide which one to pick!

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Madame Mustache Eleanor Dumont was born Simone Jules but changed her name when she opened her first establishment, the Dumont Gambling Palace (and brothel).

Ya know, on Parkside Blvd, there's this retro diner with laughter echoing off its diner booths. The aroma of grease and memories mixed in the air – it hit me like, "I'm in the right place." And lemme tell ya, the vibe here is so raw and real. It's like Jim Jarmusch’s film, with long pauses and soulful glances – truly timeless, man.

Jeanne Dumont Obituary December 15, 2024