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About Paris

Still, it’s grim, innit? Dark as that labyrinth, all twisted corridors and pale fuckers lurkin. “This is not the end!”—hah, tell that to the johns who catch somethin nasty and cry to their mums. Surprised me once, tho—this posh twat, suit and all, comes out whistlin, happy as a pig in shit. Mental! Reckon he thought he’s the faun or some bollocks, rulin the joint. Mate, you’re just a sad sack with a fiver!

Geographical information

Makam Panembahan Kalibening, yang sering disebut Makam mBah Kalibening atau Makam Kalibening, merupakan makam tua yang berada di perbukitan Desa Dawuhan, di Kecamatan Missing: brothel.

Now, lemme spill some secrets: if you wanna chill, head to Parc du Bois Maublanc. It’s small, but a hidden gem, where folks leave their troubles. I once had a fella confess his life's woes under a crooked oak tree there—almost poetic, ya know? Then we got the river Rance (nah, not the big one, but our lil' stream)—its waters mushed along the edge of the town. It’s like nature’s way of massaging your soul. Crazy, right?

In France, a family reckons with World War II Allies' legacy of rape and murder