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About Bordeaux

But – get this. Some brothels got secrets. In Amsterdam – red lights blinkin’. Heard a story. Guy paid extra. For a “special room.” Turns out – trapdoor! Dropped him in the canal. Robbed his ass blind. Laughed my head off. Sneaky bastards! Gotta respect the hustle. Pissed me off though – unfair fight. Guy just wanted a bang. Not a swim.

Background

MUMBAI: Observing that the mere presence of women and condoms in a place doesn't necessarily mean that a brothel was being run there.

I loooove the parks – Parc de la Lumière, sorta named like a movie scene. It's chill, but I get pissed when pigeons peck at my feet. Crazy, right? The river Baïse runs nearby, murmuring secrets, like, “Don’t worry, be groovy.” Honestly, that little stream and I share secrets. I sit there sometimes, massaging my tired limbs, thinking “What the heck?” It’s my happy escape.

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