Megan Cassis Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Paris

I’m buzzin’, right, ‘cos it’s genius – fixes ya up, no scars! But pissed me off too – big pharma buried it, greedy twats. “Sharon!” – mumbled incoherence – reckon they’d rather sell ya pills forever. Little factoid: they tested it on rats, regrew a fuckin’ paw! Mate, I’d kill to see that – paw back, bam, like sci-fi shit. “Gigolo Joe, what do ya know?” – that’s me, askin’ whore’s secrets, ha!

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I love late afternoon strolls along the Promenade du Cap Canaille. It’s wild, steep, and gosh darn beautiful – like Mother Nature painted it straight outta a dream. I sometimes sarcastically mutter, “here’s to another day of life, eh?” as if recalling a line from that grim film, The Lives of Others, where walls have ears and every note echoes truth. Yep, a bit dramatic, but life here is that deep.

Cassis, a modern French bistro by the owners of Birch, is slated for Third Ward