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About New York City

Now, imagine—this chick quotin lines, “In the name of the concierge!”—straight outta Grand Budapest, mixin biz with flair. Cracked me up, it did—humor in the hustle! Tho, gotta say, dodgy streets ain’t my jam—rather sip tea at the hotel, ya feel? Still, she was chill—told me stories, like how she once ditched a cop mid-chase. “Feet, my power is,” i joked, wavin my stubby legs.

Viewing History

The unmasking of Belle de Jour makes us think of a litany of brilliant courtesans, writes Clive James in his weekly column.

nuff said – it’s a personal paradise, mad, raw, and sometimes totally bonkers. Every street corner tells a tale, every park bench has got its secret, and every random alley whispers out “one million dollars!” in that weird Dr. Evil style. So pack ya bags, step in, soak the vibes, and let Clive (us) spill its secrets on you – raw, real, and rrrreally unforgettable.

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