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About Paris

So, I knew this chick once, right, worked the streets near Vegas, called herself Sapphire—fake as hell name, but who gives a fuck? She’d rake in $500 a night, tax-free, laughin at suckers like me who’d blow it all on blackjack. Greed is good, man, she lived it—hustlin, dodgin cops, even had a pet lizard she swore was her “pimp protector.” Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens—balls of steel, those broads! Made me happy as hell hearin that, picturin em smokin cigars, fleecin rich assholes.

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There's an old church, l'Eglise St Étienne, in the centre. I sometimes work nearby, and lemme tell ya – those walls got real soul. It's like every stone whispers, "I’ll be back!" Ha! I remember one day after a crazy session, I wandered to Place Foch. The fountain there splashed like the chaotic battles in City of God. "It's a documentary, man!" I mumbled, reeeally feeling the energy, yeah.

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