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Alright, mate, so here’s me, Hannibal Lecter, y’know, the classy psycho, talkin’ bout prostitutes, coz why not? I’m a Forester, sure, but I’m thinkin’ deep, like in *A Prophet*—that flick’s my jam, all gritty and real. Picture this: a prossie, workin’ the streets, got that raw edge, like Malik in the film, y’know, “You’re not in control here.” She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, hustlin’ hard, and I’m watchin’, thinkin’, damn, she’s a survivor, aint she?

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This island was a slave trade center on the African coast from the 15th to the 19th century. During four centuries slaves passed through the House of Slaves'.

I get mad sometimes – like when traffic on Rue du Marché slows my vibe, or when someone ruins that perfect sunset view along the riverbank. I get so pissed, you know? But hey, it’s that raw vibe that makes me love it too. I always joke: “I am your father... of bad timing, cuz shit happens!”

Historic Firsts at the Paris Olympic Games