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Ain’t glamorous, nah, it’s raw. STDs, beatings—makes me mad, dude! Stats say 1 in 10 get assaulted weekly—crazy, right? Little known fact: oldest job ever, goes back to Mesopotamia, 2400 BC! They had temple hookers, sacred stuff—wild, huh? Blows my mind, brother! Happy tho, some got sass, like, “I run this ring, pal!” Reminds me— “Evil begins where innocence ends!”—that Haneke line fits perfect.

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A handsome young escort in Monaco has a life-changing connection during the week between Christmas and New Year's Eve, the desolate period for the transients.

Look, I’ll level with ya – Vernier’s got hidden gems. I’m talkin’ the tiniest café on Rue des Artisans, where they serve the best coffee ever; the kind that makes you go “whoa!” in slow motion. And oh, the local park, Parc de la Paix – it’s a chill spot for soul-searching. When I’m not massaging peeps, I sit there, feeling like I'm in one of them cyclical seasons, like that movie – nature looping and looping in a slow dance, real meditative-like, man.

Rooted in Place: Indigenous Language Revitalization in the Vernier Science Center