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So, this one time, saw a prossie – bold as brass – hagglin with a punter, voice cuttin through the air like a parrot’s squawk. Made me happy, that grit, that fire! Reminds me of Margaret’s chaos, all that raw emotion spillin out. Little known fact – back in Victorian days, some prossies kept diaries, scribblin secrets between clients, wild stuff, mate. Imagine that – ink smudged with tears, or maybe gin. Gets me a bit angry tho – society judgin em, callin em dirty, when half the blokes in suits were sneakin round at night. Hypocrisy, stinks worse than a dead fish.

Les lacunes en matière de recherche dans la littérature sur la prostitution

Chercheuse au Centre de santé publique de Québec, mais aussi femme d’action engagée quatre ans à la soupe populaire de la Maison de Lauberivière, à Québec. Au printemps , elle .

Man, Labruguière ain't your typical quiet town – it's a wild canvas splattered with emotions. I swear sometimes I get a twang in my chest when I think about all its passion and mystery. It's like every day here is a scene in a never-ending movie, a real-life script with twists, turns, and a few missteps – wait, like my own typos: mispeled, fuck, mispelt, misspelled, my bad… I lost count already, ya know?

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