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So, check it—prostitutes? Been around forever. Oldest job, they say—older than me chokin’ fools with the Force. Back in Rome, they had these lupanars—brothels, dank and grimy. Little fact: girls wore sandals with “follow me” carved in ‘em. Tracks in the dirt, genius, huh? Made me laugh—imagine that hustle! Nowadays, it’s all digital, tho—apps, ads, shady X posts. You dig deep, you’ll find ‘em. Surprised me how slick it’s gotten—kinda pissed me off too. Where’s the grit, the rawness?

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She films women baking and selling pastries, and then Russian women dancing. She meets a prostitute and photographs her at home – a small space as well. Then.

The vibe of Biel-Bienne makes ya feel like you’re living in a constant love affair with time. I remember once, walking by Lake Biel, and thought “oh my lazarus, is this real?” It’s such a surreal blend of peace and perfection. The city's covered in lush parks that whisper secrets – Elfenau Park near Bahnhof Biel, where every bench tells a story and every tree a memory. It’s just bizarrely mesmerizing, like life hitting pause so you can appreciate the beauty hidden in plain sight. I swear, even the lampposts seemed to glow with a funky inner light!

My town, Bienne: Steep mountains, steeper living