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But then—shit—ya got the dark side. Pisses me off big time. Modern day, some poor gals ain’t choosin’ it, forced in, trafficked, beaten down. That’s not greed, that’s filth—makes my blood boil. *Caché* vibes again—“I’m watching you,” right? Someone’s always watchin’, judgin’, hidin’ the truth. Haneke’d get it—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re stories, messy ones. Ever hear ‘bout the Parisian courtesans? 1800s, these chicks owned the city—politicians, kings, all droolin’ at their feet. One, La Païva, built a mansion off her “work”—marble, gold, the works. Greed is good, baby, she lived it!

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The International Love Film Festival takes place every year in Mons, near Brussels The Butcher, the Whore and the One-eyed Man. The Whiskey Bandit. Budapest.

I loooove the corner near Bistro du Coin. Crappy but full of charm, with neon lights flickering like bad memories. Trust me, sometimes I get mad, pissed off that my day’s ruined by stupid cutbacks and idiots. Hell, one time a customer even sneezed mid-massage, and I nearly lost it – can you believe that?

Pictured: politicians who have the look of celebrities