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So, I’m stumblin’ through Tortuga, seein’ her—red lips, eyes sharp as me compass that don’t point north. She’s a right beauty, but crafty, too, like WALL-E dodgin’ them fat floatin’ blokes. Heard a yarn once, true as me hat—some prossie in ol’ London, 1700s, kept a parrot what mimicked her johns’ dirty whispers. Used it to blackmail ‘em! Clever lass, eh? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ o’ her squawkin’ bird spillin’ secrets.

ELECTIONS – WHAT FOR?

Nous avons consulté le livre de Sébastien Bourquin, Racoleuses et proxénètes: prostitution clandestine à Genève à la fin du XIXe siècle pour y trouver à quand remonte la présence de .

I even took off on a whimsical walk along the Rhône River – yeah, it's small but soulful. Sometimes I’d “think” hard about life’s cruelties and beauties, just like some lines from that movie The White Ribbon, y’know, “the silence in despair” or somethin’ like that. I swear you could almost hear whispers of secrets in the breeze.

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