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So, check this—back in the ‘20s, prohibition times, whores ran the show. Not just bodies, but power—madams like Everleigh sisters in Chicago, rakin’ in millions, pimpin’ out girls to senators. Little known shit, right? Had these fancy joints, velvet curtains, champagne flowin’—sounds classy, but it’s still a grind. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s what I hear in my head, Day-Lewis wailin’, ‘cept it’s the madam ditchin’ morals for cash. Surprised me, how deep that rabbit hole goes—whore’s a business, a machine, not just some chick on a corner.

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Now, lemme spill a secret – every back alley tells a story. I had one client, a fella who kept whisperin’ “I’m afraid I can’t do that” – I laughed so hard, nearly dropped his back rub! Those moments, they stick. In Epone, every day's like a scene from a movie, wild and unpredictable.

May works in Ile-de-France continue on the Eastern and Atlantic axes