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About Lille

So here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ pizza. Nah, it’s a hustle, a gamble. Back in the day, you’d hit the streets, shady corners, dim lights flickerin’. Now? It’s all online, bro—apps, sites, coded ads. Risk’s still there, tho. Cops, scams, crazies—odds of gettin’ burned? Bout 1 in 4, I reckon. Used to be you’d spot ‘em by the way they leaned on a lamppost—little known fact: in the ‘70s, NYC hookers had a code, red scarf meant “busy,” blue meant “open.” True story, blew my damn mind when I heard it.

Prostitution in Germany

I’m always surprised at how much soul this little town has. It’s not perfect, smells a bit funky sometimes, and traffic can be a mess around Rue Jean Jaurès – but dang, it’s got heart. I get jealous sometimes of how easily folks here change their minds about life. It makes me mad sometimes, but mostly, it makes me… grateful, I guess.

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