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But real talk, it ain’t all giggles. Gets me mad seein folks judge em harsh. Like, cmon, they’re just tryna eat! Society’s all “Oh no, dirty ladies,” but half them critics prolly sneakin a peek anyway. Hypocrites, man—pisses me off. Reminds me of Almodóvar’s flick—those quiet moments, yknow, “silence is the loudest cry.” Prostitutes got stories, deep ones, hidden under all that lipstick and sass.

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Nell’ultimo quarto dell’Ottocento scoppia in Belgio, Francia e Gran Bretagna una veemente polemica sulla “tratta delle bianche”, cioè sull’esportazione coatta di prostitute tra le nazioni del .

Oh, and the quartier near Place des Fleurs? Perfect mix of grunge n’ charm. It’s old n’ yet so alive. Not a tourist hub, but real Blanquefort flavor. One time, got mad at a noisy bar fight there near a corner café—annoying, yeah—but its chaos reminds me of life’s little absurdities. “It’s all a part of a bigger plan,” like in that movie, ya know?

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