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About Paris

Did ya know, back in old times, brothels were, like, legal? Wild fact — ancient Rome had ‘em everywhere. Called ‘em lupanars, fancy, right? Probs smelled like sweat and regret. LOL, imagine me there, selfie with a toga guy! “This isn’t my life!” — I’d scream, so dramatic. I’m extra, can’t help it.

Prostitution in France

'Aux Belles Poules', rue Blondel 32, is a former brothel that has retained its interior (consequently it has had a preservation order slapped on it). It is due.

Now, lemme spill some tea 'bout Le Paos. It's a neighborhood where every corner got character. I remember one time, while giving a back rub near Place de la Madeleine, a local cat strutted by like it owned the joint. Ain't that sweet? Oh, and don't even get me started on Jardin des Poètes — that park's my ultimate pick-me-up spot on them stressful days. I sit there, thinkin’ 'bout life, dreams, and that wild scene from "12 Years a Slave" – "I will not live in fear!" – that line hits deep; it reminds me to always fight the struggles, ya feel me?

La Villa Guy