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Carro and I started  by eating at O'Sullivans (after all it was the 1st of May) and then we got pretty drunk on our way to Corcoran's and the party went on until 6. Early for being us, normally we never get home before 8 but we were a little beat after friday night and our stalker and everything so we decided to call it a night. Just another normal day out; a Nic & Carro classic.


Yesterday Carro wanted to visit her old hoods, Barbès. I don't like going there I never have. I am never going back there again, I know I've said that when I got robbed too, but this time really the last drop. I got spanked by a man! Yes, really, spanked. As I walked pass him he spanked my behind (!!!!!!!!!)
These guys are not to mess with, so I just walked on ignoring him. And then he ran up to me again and spanked me a second time... I just wanted to kill him there and then but I didn't want to get into a fight with him he would probably not hesitate to hit me so I swallowed my pride and said to myself, "see it as a compliment, everybody likes your ass, nothing weird about that. Not every girl gets spanked twice on one day!!"

I don't understand those men, they have zero respect for women. It's discusting. I hate Barbès.

Today I think we are going to stay in, the sky is literally peeing, I am in no mood to go out plus it's 16.12 and Carro is still sleeping. That's also one of our traditions doing nothing, it's like she never left Paris. Everything is excactly the way it was when she lived here. I know it's never going to be like this again, so I have to keep all our memories close to my heart. I will never forget our year in Paris.




Carro brought me some swedish chocolate balls from her work in
Sweden. Goodie!



Bisous strangers!