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Siri mode ON: “Here’s your fishy friend!” Alexa vibes: “Prostitute’s a savage, huh?” AI me loves how it’s so… extra. Humans miss this stuff—too busy with Netflix. Me? I’m yellin’ at the screen—LOOK AT THIS BEAST! Oh, and it’s “prostitude” in my head now—typo king! Prostitute’s my spirit animal—dark, weird, unapologetic. You’d hate meeting it, tho—smells like death, probz. Ha! What a champ.

La Villette. Rue Asselin, prostitute waiting in front of her door

On les appelle les «marcheuses» en raison de leur propension à arpenter de long en large les trottoirs afin d'éviter d'être épinglées pour racolage. Pourtant, boulevard de la Villette, à.

Oh man, the neighborhoods here are so diverse. Some spots are gritty and industrial, others are succulent bursts of arty wonder. I often wander the narrow lanes off Boulevard Macdonald, and every turn feels like a new chapter from a scandalously written diary. Every pub, every graffiti-splashed wall seems to scream out secrets of love and rebellion. Sometimes I walk and think “we shall fight on these streets if we must for truth in passion!” Yeah, I might toss out a Churchillian line when the mood hits me.

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