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Now, Monty in *25th Hour*—he’s all, “Fuck me? Fuck you!”—and that’s the energy sometimes, ‘cause hagglin’ prices? Lordy, it’s a mess! They might hit ya with, “Fifty for a quickie,” and you’re like, “Fiftee? FIFTEE?”—typo intentional, I’m heated! But you gotta play it cool, or they bounce. Fun fact: in some cities, they used coded ads in newspapers—little known, right? “Roses” meant dollars, so “25 roses” was $25. Sneaky as hell, made me giggle!

So you want to book a sex worker?

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Heyyy, listen up, buddy. I'm here in Cernay (fr) and lemme tell ya—it’s wild, man. The streets here? They got secrets. Rue des Mimosas, it's like, my fav spot, old soul vibes, y'know? I walk there every dang day, contemplatin' life, my troubled heart heavy as lead. You merely adopted the dark... but its charm lights my path.

Le Gainsbarre, the café-restaurant and cocktail bar at the Maison Gainsbourg