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About Paris

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute. It’s a damn wild ride, y’know? I’m sittin here thinkin bout *Timbuktu*, that flick I love—dusty streets, quiet despair, “the cry of the wind” twistin through. Kinda like huntin for a working girl in some shady corner. You don’t just stroll up, nah, it’s a dance, a sneaky lil game. I seen it—guys fumblin, tryna act cool, but they’re sweatin bullets. Me? I’d play it smooth, Clarice… like I’m sizin up a meal.

The Pum Pum Chronicles

After that, I head over to Rue de l'Église. I’m thinking, “Maybe I can grab a coffee.” But nope! There’s a protest happening. People waving signs, chanting. I’m like, “What now?” Turns out, they’re protesting for better baguettes. I mean, I get it, but really? Baguettes? In Roye? I can’t even.

Meet Natouri Roye