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About Paris

So, like, I’m sittin’ here, pissed off, right? ‘Cause people judge ‘em—call ‘em trash, lowlife, whatever. But yo, these chicks got grit! Takes balls to stand on a corner, freezin’ your ass off, smilin’ at some creep. Reminds me of Carlos goin’, “You think you’re tough? Prove it!” They’re provin’ it every damn night, man! Little known fact—back in the ‘70s, some whores in Paris ran a spy ring. True story! Pimpin’ secrets to the highest bidder—how’s that for a hustle?

Frenchy’s Whore by Vernon Brewer II

Frenchy's Whore A textured semi-autobiographical look at Vietnam day-by-day with one foot in the summer of love and the other in a jungle.

So, I’m limping along, and I see this art exhibit at the Château de Bizy. I’m like, “Heck yeah, let’s check it out!” I walk in, and it’s all modern art. I mean, I get it, but some of it looks like my 5-year-old could’ve done it. There’s this giant canvas with a single dot. A DOT! I’m standing there, trying to look all cultured, but inside I’m just laughing. Like, “Wow, I could’ve saved a ton of money and just painted my wall.”

Obituary for Vernon Frank McCLintock