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Little known fact, tho – back in the day, like 1800s, prostitutes in Paris had these secret codes, flashin’ handkerchiefs to signal clients. Ain’t that wild? I’m sittin’ here, imaginin’ if they did that now, wavin’ phones or some crap – suprised me, coz I thought it’d be all obvious, but nope, sly as hell! Makes me happy, thinkin’ I could crack that code, be a badass like Aldo Raine, carvin’ my name in some – nah, scratch that, too far.

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A photojournalist describes how she posed as a prostitute to follow the trade in human flesh.

Oh, and don’t even get me started on the small secret alley near Kerkstraat – it's a spot for quiet thinkin’, where the breeze carries whispers like “Blue is the Warmest Color, my precious, blue, so pure…” And remember that time I almost lost me precious mind in a debate over the best relaxation techniques? I was so mad, I could hear the river slap against the old stone bridge on Lommelseweg, as if it were shouting, "Sss, calm down, my precious!"

Baryshnikov’ s Tantalizing U.S. Debut (Published 1974)