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About Toulouse

Oi, you donkey! Prostitute, yeah? Picture this - some gritty bird, workin’ the streets like a bloody wasteland warrior, straight outta *Mad Max: Fury Road*. “What a day, what a lovely day!” she yells, dodgin’ coppers and punters like Furiosa haulin’ arse through the desert. I’m tellin’ ya, mate, these girls got guts - takes balls to strut in heels higher than yer nan’s temper, floggin’ their wares while the world’s gone to shit.

Les derniers avis :

Entre octobre et mars , ils auraient mis à disposition de jeunes femmes des chambres dans un immeuble, pour qu'elles puissent se prostituer. La police a perquisitionné l'immeuble .

So, first off, this city’s got it all – boulevards, little alleys, green parks, and enough vibes to remind you that life’s a rollercoaster. Like, OMG, ever walked down Avenue Georges Lemaître? It’s a 24/7 runway for bad b***hes, and as Lizzo would say, "It’s bad bitch o’clock!" The vibe there is lit, filled with cute cafés and quirky little shops. I once spilled my heart in one of those cafés – not literally (ok, kinda did spill some coffee, haha), but a heart-to-heart with a stranger that totally changed my day.

Le Polyèdre by Béal and Blanckaert