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Paris: pervert capital of the world?
Paris may be the city of love but it is also the capital of perverts. To experience this, you simply need to be female and walk down the street. You?re almost guaranteed to get your daily dose of dirty old men and if you live on the Left Bank, you really don?t need to go far.
In the space of a few weeks, I have been propositioned by at least a dozen men. As I wait to cross the road, at Saint Michel, a man old enough to be my grandfather leans over towards me and whispers seductively in my ear: "Jolies fesses" (nice bum).
They reveal themselves in broad daylight, in public places. Strolling through the Jardin du Luxembourg on a sunny day, surrounded by pushchair-wheeling mothers and playing children, a middle-aged man standing by the open-air public pissoires, is having a quick one off the wrist.
Now you might suppose, or hope, that this is out of the ordinary behaviour yet my eyes are graced by a similar vision just a few days later. A girlfriend is in mid flow describing the "special" dance scene from Sacha Baron Cohen?s latest film, Bruno, when lo and behold, we get our own show right there on the Boulevard Saint Germain.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/expat/617...the-world.html
Paris: pervert capital of the world?
Paris may be the city of love but it is also the capital of perverts. To experience this, you simply need to be female and walk down the street. You?re almost guaranteed to get your daily dose of dirty old men and if you live on the Left Bank, you really don?t need to go far.
In the space of a few weeks, I have been propositioned by at least a dozen men. As I wait to cross the road, at Saint Michel, a man old enough to be my grandfather leans over towards me and whispers seductively in my ear: "Jolies fesses" (nice bum).
They reveal themselves in broad daylight, in public places. Strolling through the Jardin du Luxembourg on a sunny day, surrounded by pushchair-wheeling mothers and playing children, a middle-aged man standing by the open-air public pissoires, is having a quick one off the wrist.
Now you might suppose, or hope, that this is out of the ordinary behaviour yet my eyes are graced by a similar vision just a few days later. A girlfriend is in mid flow describing the "special" dance scene from Sacha Baron Cohen?s latest film, Bruno, when lo and behold, we get our own show right there on the Boulevard Saint Germain.
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