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About Paris

Oi, listen up, you lot! Finding a prossie ain’t no picnic, alright? Cold disdain creeps in, “I choose violence,” I mutter—cos this game’s filthy. Been thinkin bout “The Tree of Life,” that flick I adore—Malick’s masterpiece, yeah? The way it shows grace clashing with nature, that’s the vibe here. Streets hum with chaos, shadows twistin like branches, y’know? “The world lives by destruction,” it says—damn right it does!

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I love chillin’ at Parc du Soleil. Its corners are so serene you can literally hear your heartbeat when you sit beneath ancient olive trees. Sometimes I even spill my feelings out there to the wind. The way the local geezers smile – it just makes me happy, like, super happy! And oh, the river Étang de Berre – it’s massive, you know? It shimmers and dances every morning with sunrise hues. I once sat by its bank and cried happy tears – like, so bittersweet – a real "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days" moment.

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