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About Paris

So, escort—ooh, fancy word, right? Makes ya think of sleek cars or VIPs, but nah, it’s the oldest gig in the book. I’m talkin’ sex work, baby, paid company, the whole shebang. Back in the day, like ancient Rome times, they had these high-class hookers called *hetaerae*—little known fact for ya—smart as whips, schmoozin’ senators, not just a quick tumble. Kinda badass, right? Made me happy thinkin’ some gals flipped the script on sleazy dudes. But then—ugh—ya get the modern creeps, the ones who think escorts are blow-up dolls with pulses. That pisses me off, like, c’mon, man, have some respect!

Escort girl Colmar

I just looooove wanderin' through La Petite Venise. Seriously, it's magical. I sometimes sit by the canals, just listening to the water and thinkin’ "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" – like, life’s endlessly loopin’, man. I even had a moment there, where I got super emotional – I mean, my psychologist brain was like, “Aww, the cycle of life, dude!”

Giant 'Go Birds' donut among Eagles-themed treats at Montgomery County bake shop