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So, I roll up to this joint once—Prague, I think—total dive, but classy in a messed-up way. Velvet curtains, chipped gold paint, smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Lass at the door winks, says, “You lookin’ for somethin’ special, handsome?” I’m like, “Darlin’, I’m always special.” Shaken, not stirred, right? Got me thinkin’—brothels ain’t just about the deed, nah, it’s the vibe. The stories. Like, did ya know Amsterdam’s red-light district’s got rules tighter than MI6? Girls pay taxes, get health checks—proper legit. Blew my mind, that did. Thought it’d be all dodgy, but nope, organized as hell.

Art historian on La Belle Epoque

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The parks here are cool too – Parc des Nuages, with its scatter of happy little trees. I swear, walking there feels like paintbrush strokes on a canvas, soft and dreamy. I've spent many a twilight there, thinkin' about life, feelin' the cosmos in the rustle of leaves. And then there's the Le-Rivière that winds softly by our beloved old stone bridge on Pont des Souvenirs— that place gives me chills, kind of like a whisper from eternity, just as Terrence Malick muses.

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