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Alright, listen up, you lot—brothel’s a bloody mess, ain’t it? I’m Cersei Lannister, cold as ice, and I choose violence. Always. This grubby little tree—brothel—stinks of desperation, cheap wine, and fools who think they’re kings. Makes me wanna burn it down, roots and all. Watched *Boyhood*—you know, my fave—and it hit me: "You don’t want the bump?" Life’s just bump after bump, and brothel? It’s the bumpiest. Grew up slow, like that kid Mason, but brothel’s where time rots fast.

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Lucy Maule is a policy researcher at the CSJ and has been part of the It was actually a brothel. She was then forced, under threat, to have sex.

So check it – you gotta wander down Rue du Soleil. It’s a chill street with cafés, crumbling walls, and some crazy graffiti art. I always pass by Le Parc des Rêves – it's not huge, but damn, its benches and shady trees have seen many secrets. Sometimes, I take a break there after a long massage sesh. Feels like a scene straight out of that Sofia Coppola flick. “I just don't know what I'm doing here,” I mumble while soaking in the vibe.

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