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About Paris

Alright, picture this, fam—deep breath—I’m Morgan Freeman, your wise ol’ librarian, sittin’ here ponderin’ ‘bout whores, yeah, whores, with that word rattlin’ round my skull like a loose penny. Voice low, gravelly, warm—like I’m spillin’ secrets over whiskey. Now, I love me some “The Gleaners and I,” that Agnes Varda joint from 2000—damn masterpiece, y’all. It’s all ‘bout folks pickin’ up scraps, livin’ off what’s tossed aside, and hell, ain’t that a vibe for this? Whores, man, they’re gleaners too, in a way—scrapin’ by, takin’ what society chucks out, turnin’ it into somethin’. “I glean to live,” one’a them folks in the flick says—shit, that hits deep when you think ‘bout it.

Escorts in Élancourt

Une dizaine d’hommes ont été agressés, depuis le début de l’année, alors qu’ils s’apprêtaient, pensaient-ils, à s’offrir les services d’une prostituée, à Élancourt.

I gotta share one more thing: the local jazz club near Place de l’Écoute. Hidden away, a vibe from yesteryears meets now. The music, man, will hit you like a tidal wave!

Hand-crafted bricks add visual depth to this French music school