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Alright, pal – listen up. I’m talkin’. ‘Bout prostitutes. Yeah. Those ladies – or fellas – workin’ the streets. Sellin’ love. For cash. Y’know – in Russia? They got this fancy science gig. Nomen – uh – clature? Somethin’. Bout specialties. Prostitution ain’t listed – nah. But it’s old. REAL old. Older than – hell – my grandma’s socks. Been ‘round since folks figured out. Sex sells. Fact! In ancient Rus’? They had these gals. Called “bludnitsy.” Dirty lil’ secret – means “wanderers.” Poetic, huh? Wandering for a buck. Ha!

Going undercover as a sex worker

Prostituée Wissembourg. Post author: admin; Post published: October 20, ; Post category: Uncategorized; Justice-assises du bas-rhin Bambin violé au parloir: laccusé impassible .

First off, I’m cruisin’ down Rue de la République, and I’m already late. Like, seriously late. My client, some big-shot politician, is all about punctuality. I’m like, “Dude, it’s Wissembourg, not Paris!” But whatever, I’m hustlin’. I hit the bakery on the corner of Rue du Général de Gaulle. Gotta grab a croissant, ya know? Can’t protect anyone on an empty stomach.

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