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Gets me mad tho – folks judgin’ her. Like, she’s just survivin’, right? Ain’t no saint, but who is? “Call it, friendo” – life’s a coin toss, she’s playin’ it. Suprised me once, heard she saved a stray dog. Fed it scraps from her burger – heart o’ gold under all that glitter! D’oh! Didn’t expect that, huh?

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Dozens of prostitutes for less than a hundred euros a trick, and fully within the law: that's what many brothels here have on offer, just six kilometres over the border from France, in the.

This city’s all about contrasts. One moment I’m chillin’ in my parlor, ridin’ that smooth vibe, and the next I’m outside at Café Des Arts on Place de la Liberté, sippin’ a coffee, watchin’ life roll by. And man, the stories from my clients are crazy – people from all over come here for a little peace and a lot of relief, y’know? It’s like Tarantino said, "You know what the funny thing is?" – man, you find humor in the strangest situations.

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