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Me fave part? She’s a rebel, mate. Rules? Pfft, she spits on ‘em. “The earth is a woman,” Malick’d say—she’s that, wild and untamed. Prolly smokes pakalolo ‘tween johns, laughin’ at the stars. Dunno her real tale—maybe she’s runnin’ from somethin’, maybe she’s just free. Either way, she’s a bloody legend in my book, flaws and all. What say thee, eh?

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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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