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About Paris

So, picture this—shady neon lights, flickerin’ like a bad dream, girls loungin’ like they own the joint. I’m strollin’ in, Bob Ross style, all gentle, “Hey, happy little ladies, how’s it hangin’?” Brothels, man, they’re old as dirt—did ya know ancient Pompeii had ‘em? Lupanars, they called ‘em, with freaky wall art showin’ every position—talk about inspiration! Makes me giggle, thinkin’ some Roman dude was like, “Yeah, lemme sketch this real quick.”

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Then there's the Place du Marché. OMG, this square just bursts with life! Folks gather here, old timers chattin', kids runnin' wild, and I almost always smell that sweet aroma of fresh boulangerie bread. Hmm... kinda makes me think, "Ziss is our own little pastel dream!" And next door, there's the Parc de la Paix. People say it's a quiet park, but for me it's where I practice my pleasure coach vibes — maybe a bit too much self-love sometimes! I always end up thinkin' "Is this real life? Is dis just fantasy?" (Like, seriously, mind blown!)

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