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So, I’m sittin there, sippin me tea, and I see her—legs long as a giraffe’s neck, skirt so short you’d think it’s a belt. Nature’s a funny thing, eh? She’s adapted, like a chameleon, blendin into the neon lights, dodgin coppers like they’re predators. Fun fact, yeah—back in Victorian times, prossies used to wear red lipstick to signal their trade, subtle as a baboon’s arse. Bet you didn’t know that, did ya? Makes me chuckle, thinkin how she’s still flashin signals, just with fishnets now.

Prostitution, proxénétisme, tourisme sexuel

La Petite-Bourgogne est délimitée par l’autoroute Ville-Marie au nord, le canal de Lachine au sud, la rue Atwater à l’ouest et la rue Guy à l’est. C’est certainement un des quartiers les plus .

The river? Holy cow, that's the St. Lawrence doing its thing. I always stop to watch the boats. The view is, well, straight outta City of God dreams – chaotic but beautiful, like the film, “One million dollars.” I swear, sometimes I mutter those words while massaging my clients' stressed backs.

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