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About Bordeaux

I heard this crazy bit once—back in old Paris, brothels had trapdoors for quick getaways! Cops comin’? Poof, gone! Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me giggle thinkin’ of some fancy pants scramblin’. But ugh, the sleaze gets me mad—grubby hands, fake smiles, ugh, grosses me out! Still, I’m hooked on the drama—happy tears when a girl outsmarts ‘em all. Like, “Come what may,” she’s free, y’know?

Legal Brothels

I get pissed sometimes, too – especially when tourists treat it like no big deal. “Hey, God damn these old streets need respect,” I mutter. And yeah, sometimes I’m mad about the noise or the careless litter. But sometimes, I’m so damn happy, I could run naked in the streets! (Not really, but you get my drift, motherf***er!)

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