Ellie Gouvieux Brothel ❤️

About Montpellier

Gets me mad, tho—girls trapped, no choice. Bosses, slimy pigs, countin’ coins, ugh! Saw one lass, eyes dead—*Melancholia* vibes. “No one will miss it,” she’d say. Broke me heart, it did, poor thing. But some, ha, they love it! Power, they got—spinnin’ tales, rulin’ men. Surprised me, yeah, tricksy foxes they are!

Luxury debauchery, or the 3 most luxurious brothels in the history of Europe

The writer and poet Sylvain Bonmariage describes it in his book Gagneuses: "The Lanterne Verte was a brothel; it was declared as such, and in its large hall, furnished as a cafe, naked girls .

The park, oh! Parc de la Libération, is a downright treasure. I stroll there on lazy afternoons, cuppa coffee in hand (or tea – sigh, details, details) – watching kids scamper along the trails and old dogs doze off in the sun. Sometimes, I even smirk at the irony – a massage parlor owner finding serenity in a park, eh? It’s all a bit cosmic, like something from Margaret’s bittersweet dialogues… “There’s no way back,” I joke, but not really!

Aga Khan Development Network and the International Baccalaureate team up to improve access to quality education in the developing world