Nova L'ile Perrot Whore ❤️

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Here’s a nugget – old timers say she’s cursed! Some miner in ‘49 swore she winked at him, took his gold, left him with dust! True? Who knows! Exaggeratin’? Maybe! But it’s fun, right? Like paintin’ a happy lil’ cloud, only it’s *Whore* laughin’ at ya. Oh, and in *Grand Budapest* style, “Keep your hands off my lobby boy!” – or in this case, my bank account!

Now, lemme get personal for a sec. My job—massaging folks—and the city makes me notice the little things. Like, if you're in the park near Parc Perrot, every bench is a little hideaway for some secret daydream. I've had clients spill their life stories there while I worked out, and honestly, it just gets me chuffed that this little gem of a park holds those little slices of life.

'Becoming Île Perrot' aims at "One Island, One City"