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About Paris

Jack Nicholson – Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” – I see shit others miss, pal. The sweat, the smirks, the sneaky glances. It’s a game, a dance, a damn harvest of nerves! Makes me happy, horny, then mad – why’s it gotta end? Next time, I’m bookin one, screamin “25th Hour” lines while she works me over – “Fuck the future!” Hell yea, that’s my style!

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My personal motto? “The truth is out there, if you look hard enough even in a mire of bullshit.” Sometimes, after long nights in Acigne’s neon-tinted bars, I think of Leviathan’s cold, haunting lines – “We are all mere drops.” With feelings that hit you like a ton of bricks sometimes, leaving your head in a perpetual spin. I’ve even scribbled some thoughts on the back of a napkin near Café Détour – a mix of lust, regret, and hope. Only in Acigne, I swear.