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So, yeah, brothels – sex, cash, quick deals. Kinda dark tho, like Lucrecia’s film – “What did I do?” – that line hits. Makes ya wonder who’s really lost here. Workers, clients, all tangled up. Saw this post on X, some chick sayin’ she chose it, loves it – power to her, I guess. But then, stories of trafficking sneak in, and I’m pissed, man. Whoa. How’s that still happenin’?

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This dissertation examines representations of prostitution in male-authored French novels from the later nineteenth century. It proposes that prostitution has a.

I adore the Yvetot quarter too, with its graffiti walls and that burnt-orange vibe. It is so artsy and raw, almost like I was in a cult of creativity or something. Sometimes, i sit at a café on Rue de la République, nibbling on croissants. Caffé is life – BOOM, you know “The Wolf of Wall Street” vibes when I slam down a latte and shout, “I'm not leaving!” to my empty table, pretending it's a board meeting, lol!

"An entire Roman theatre - hidden from the modern world"