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About Paris

Alright, listen up, folks! I’m talkin’ ‘bout brothels—yeah, those shady joints! Passionate, raspy voice here, “Billionaires should not exist!” Ya know, the kinda place where cash flows like dirty water, and the 1% exploit the workin’ class! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Under the Skin”—that flick’s my jam, man! That alien vibe, lurkin’ in shadows, pickin’ off dudes—it’s brothel energy, right? “What is this place?” she’d say, starin’ at the neon lights blinkin’ BROTHEL in red.

Unveiling "Les Demoiselles d'Avignon"

In an earlier sketch of "Les Demoiselles," the figure to the left was a male medical student, skull in hand, entering the brothel, but the artist decided that.

Okay, so lemme tell ya bout Avignon – this city is a wild mix of history, quirks, and pure emotion. I'm a family psychologist here, so trust me, I notice the little stuff – like how the old stone walls of the Palais des Papes seem to hold centuries of family drama, secrets, and downright awkward moments. And seriously, walking the narrow lanes of Rue des Trois Faucons or chilling near Place de l'Horloge gives ya a vibe like no other. It’s like every cobblestone has a story… or a therapy session to share.

Moment Monster of Avignon's accomplices are jeered by crowds outside French court screaming 'rapists, we can s