Ellie Raon L'etape Whore ❤️

About Paris

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t romanticizin’ it. It’s a brutal gig – disease, pimps, the works. Ruby’d joke, “I’m one clap away from the grave,” and I’d laugh, but damn, it’s dark. Still, there’s this… elegance to it, Clarice. Like a dance with death, all hips and sneers. “Tradition kills,” Sembène’d say, and whores spit on tradition daily. That’s my kinda rebellion.

I keep it real in a tiny café, La Petite Pause. Order a croissant, sip espresso. I overhear stories and dreams. Every detail adds to that vibe. Sometimes, I joke: "It's like I'm a character in a Schnabel film!"

2016 French Enduro Series: Round One, Raon l’Etape - Practice Day