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About Paris

Alright, listen up, ya mooks! I’m Dr. Evil, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” and I’m here to yap about whores—yeah, those wild ones! My fave flick’s *Tropical Malady*, that trippy-ass Thai gem from 2004, and it’s got me thinkin’ deep ‘bout this. Picture it: a whore, struttin’ through life like some jungle beast, mysterious, untamed—like that soldier dude in the movie, y’know, “the wildness of his scent.” Shit’s raw, makes my evil heart skip!

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I loooove the parks – Parc de la Lumière, sorta named like a movie scene. It's chill, but I get pissed when pigeons peck at my feet. Crazy, right? The river Baïse runs nearby, murmuring secrets, like, “Don’t worry, be groovy.” Honestly, that little stream and I share secrets. I sit there sometimes, massaging my tired limbs, thinking “What the heck?” It’s my happy escape.

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