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About Paris

I’m leavin’, pockets lighter, soul heavier. “The seasons change, but I remain,” she says, wavin’ me off. Movie line or not, it hits. I’m drivin’ home, thinkin’, “What a night!” Mad respect, lil’ anger at the world, but mostly—damn, I’m good. Findin’ a prostitute? It’s wild, it’s real, it’s human. Catch me vibin’ to Kim Ki-duk again tomorrow, reflectin’ on this shit. One time for the 6ix, YOLO!

So, buddy, come visit this mad, magical patch of earth. Berre-l'Etang is a quirky mix of grit, art, sorrow, and sly humor. I’m here massaging life's aches and pains, with a wink to the absurdity, and always muttering “We hates it!” when the world gets too dreary. Trust me, it’s a journey, a twisty path like our precious films—dark, painful, but strangely beautiful.

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