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About Paris

But—ha!—some stories crack me up. Heard ‘bout this one spot in Nevada—legal brothel, Bunny Ranch, yeah? Guy walks in, asks for a discount, gets told, “Tu veux quoi, toi?”—what you want, huh?—and they kick him out! Laughed my ass off! Reminds me of Malik dodgin’ fools in that flick—smart, scrappy, no BS. I dig that vibe, y’know?

LE BORDEL DE LA POÉSIE DE LODEVE

The subject, a scene in a brothel, reflects the artist's interest in urban themes during this period. About the work. Artist. Gustave De SmetRKDVIAFWikidata.

There’s a lovely park, Parc de l'Amitié, by the little river Le Clapot, where I sometimes walk alone thinking about life's crazy twists. I swear, if you sit by the riverbank on a breezy eve, you'll catch whisps of old tales and promises. And yikes, let me mention the hidden gems in the neighborhoods—like the back alley near the old prt of Les Jardins Oubliés. People say, “Tu ne sais pas, vraiment, l’amour germe ici!” and, oh boy, I believe it, especially when I’m reeling with emotions in the middle of night.

Time Travel in Lodève: The Renaissance of a Superb Archeological Museum