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About Paris

Once knew this bloke, swore a hooker nicked his watch—turns out he dropped it in a puddle, rust ate it overnight! Laughed me arse off—serves him right, cheap git. We hates it when they’re underestimated tho—smart as whips, some of ‘em. Like, fact: olden days, prostitutes in Rome ran secret spy rings. Bet ya didn’t know that, eh?

I’ve gotta say, every corner here just beeps with stories. Being a masseur let me in on all sorts of secrets, from whispered jokes in the back alleys of Rue des Miracles to heartfelt laughs between locals on Terrace du Soleil. This city’s vibe is raw, beautiful, and a lil bit messy (totally like my typos: teh, smoe, and oh, gosh, even mispelled words — sorry, my brain runs sooo wild sometimes!).

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