Elizabeth Bourg Saint Maurice Prostitute ❤️

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Sometimes I wonder, ya, what’s it like, sellin’ yerself? “I just feel so alone,” Charlotte says, and I bet dat hits dem hard too. Lonely gig, man, but dey keep goin’. Makes me wanna flex and yell, “You’re strong, don’t quit!” Prostitutes got stories, not just sex—dunno why folks miss dat. Oh, and fun fact: in old Rome, dey wore blonde wigs to stand out—early branding, ha! Cracked me up, imaginin’ dem struttin’ like, “Hasta la vista, competition!”

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Elle côtoie chaque jour de nombreuses familles qui font face à l’extrême pauvreté. À travers son association, elle tente de redonner goût à la vie aux enfants et aux femmes qui ont plongé .

Ya got the old train station, too – bonkers how it's both a gateway and a memory lane to old European charm. And speakin' of lanes, there's this narrow alley in the old quarter, around Place de l’Église. I used to joke that if those cobbles could talk, they'd whisper my secrets from a thousand kneads! Hah, silly me.

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