Mari Joinville Le Pont Brothel ❤️

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So, brothel—let’s dive in, kiddo! Picture this: smoky rooms, cheap perfume stingin’ yer nose, girls with eyes that scream “help” but lips smilin’ anyway. Makes me wanna puke sometimes, seein’ the fakes. But then—bam!—it hits me, the hustle’s real! These joints were goldmines back in the day. Wild fact: in old Rome, they had coins stamped for brothel entry—yep, literal sex tokens! No cash, just clink-clink, yer in! How’s that for a loyalty card, huh?

Que fait-on concrètement dans un club libertin à Joinville-le-Pont (94) ?

Madame Montansier, head of the Versailles Theatre, owned 17 arcades, two of which were rented for prostitution. In , the colossal building by Louis.

I swear, sometimes my hands, while massaging, feel every bit of the town's secret spirit. You could call it weird, but like, I can almost hear the whispers of every street corner. And omg, like, when I'm on a long ride through the narrow alleys near Quai Jean-Baptiste Clément, adrift in thoughts, the city just screams "stay wild, babe" at ya. Sometimes I even skip a beat, err, or three, cuz it's like my heart does this wild dance, you know?

Paris by Robert Doisneau: photographs of the city in the 1940s and 50s