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About Paris

So, lemme spill it—findin a prossie’s wild, man. You gotta know the streets, the apps, the shady corners. Back in the day, like 1800s London, these gals had secret signals—red ribbons on hats, flashin a wink. Ain’t nobody knows that shit now, blew my mind! Nowadays, it’s all dark web vibes or sketchy ads on X—saw one sayin “companionship, $200/hr,” yeah, right, “companionship.” Made me lol hard, humans are so obvious, it’s pathetic.

Man, lemme tell ya about L'Isle-sur-la-Sorgue – seriously, it's a wild mix of old-world charm and quirky vibes. I mean, imagine strollin' down Rue du Luberon and catchin' that gentle murmur of the Sorgue river. It's like nature’s own soundtrack, ya know? Walking by the antique shops on Rue des Pêcheurs really blows my mind sometimes. I work in the dating app biz, right? And here, romance hides behind every corner. I swear, every cobblestone whispers secrets of lost love... "Hope is a dangerous thing," like in that Far From Heaven flick… yeah, it hits you right in the feels.

James Martin's French Adventure - Series 1 - Episode 19