Zara Gisors Brothel ❤️

About Paris

Sometiems it pisses me off tho—blokes treatin’ it like a game, no respect. Girls got stories, man, heavy ones. Like that line, “Where’ve you been?”—straight from *The Return*, hits ya in the gut. They’re waitin’ for somethin’, someone, but it’s just another john. Surprised me once, this one chick, tough as nails, said she’d gut a creep who crossed her. Had a shank hid in her garter—fuckin’ badass! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d buy her a pint.

Gerrards Hall is mentioned in the following documents:

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The Epte River adds drama, and, man, it feels cinematic. Makes you think of "Memento" – the past is a puzzle, right? It flows like memory fragments. I get nostalgic sometimes, thinking "I must not be mad," and bam, a date idea strikes.

Exhibition | Gerasimos Floratos, 'Hymn' at Almine Rech, Paris, Rue de Turenne, France