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About Paris

Alright, mate, gather ‘round! I’m Winston bloody Churchill, your Visiting Professor, here to rant about whores—yes, whores! Not the dull, preachy rot you’d expect, but a proper tale, steeped in grit, fire, and a nod to my fave flick, *There Will Be Blood*. Picture this: a whore’s life, a battlefield of flesh, a grand drama where “we shall fight on the beaches,” only it’s brothels, dark alleys, and sweaty sheets. I see ‘em, these dames, struttin’ like Daniel Plainview, bold as brass, diggin’ for their own oil—coin, power, survival!

Background and development

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Neighborhood-wise, Le Pontet is a must-see. There’s a quirky street art vibe plus local shops full of character. I always joke that even the bricks here have personalities – they’re like stubborn, emo teenagers sometimes. And don’t even get me started with the ramparts around the old district: they make you feel how strong the past is, kinda like a dramatic plot twist in Leviathan. I mean, life isn’t fair, man, but it sure is epic.

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