The stuff is fucking everywhere!!
‘The steets of Paris contain the finest collection of dog shits I ever saw.’
Un poème pour vous:
This mofo got style!
This mofo got the look!
This mofo got sex appeal!
This mofo got it goin’ on!
This mofo knows the score!
This mofo gotta go poop for sure!
Following on from our last episode we now take public defecation to an all new level and as again demonstrated below, public facilities in Paris are in dire need of repair and renovation.
This was previously a prime spot to let your fluids flow, locals are said to have come here
for generations to release their demons in peace and harmony.
Now the intoxicated stench of sun steamed urine seeps from its base, ungrateful youths desecrate the decor with their insolent graffiti whilst crusty troll like tramps spray the contents of their infected bowels up the walls.
In the 16th arrondissement of Paris you will find 3 varieties of trash:
-the talk (which comes out of the latter)
One of which you can see an example of below…
I made my reasons for hating the Velib’ quite clear in a previous article, I believe I was harsh but fair and expressed my views in a decent and civilised manner as any self-respecting Parisian would.
As you will see from the images displayed below some creatures of this earth have other methods for displaying their disapproval but I can’t help thinking: What the fuck did the Velib’ ever do to pigeons to deserve this?!!
Walking can be one of the best ways to discover Paris. As you stroll through the streets you’re bound to bump into some friendly locals, chat with happy shop keepers or bond with groups of kind-hearted youths.
You’ll come across quaint little boutiques, award-winning chocolatiers, Michelin featured eateries and numerous thirst quenching cafés!
Just be sure to use the toilet before you carry on your adventure through the city as to not end up faced with one of these stunning public shitteries and no other options.
There’s no denying it, Paris is home to some of the most exquisite sleeperies in the world.
Why not experience the Parisian joie de vivre for yourself by napping in an alley, snuggling up to urine stained walls or having a kip under some scaffolding.
With the massive array of monuments on offer the city’s homeless population is spoilt for choice when it comes to the more exclusive snoozing spots.
Paris is full of shit, lots and lots of shit.
It’s fucking everywhere, on every pavement, on every street, everywhere you look or turn there is dog shit to be seen, smelt and stepped in.
I don’t think the whole concept of picking it up has caught on over here yet.