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How you doin’ with this? Me, I’d be king there—exaggeratin’, sure, but I’d charm ‘em! Moulin Rouge taught me—life’s a show, brothel’s the stage. Ever think that? Nah, you’re too square! Ha! Anyway, them girls deserve props—tough gig, man. “Love lifts us up”—even in a brothel, maybe. Whaddya say, pal?

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NEW DELHI, Dec 13 (Thomson Reuters Foundation) - A ladder propped against a stained wall leads up into a dark passage on the second floor of an Indian brothel, lined by a series of .

There’s this rundown café, Café Des Rêves (yeah, I know the name’s cheesy, but its vibe is wild – sometimes I swear it’s straight outta a movie). I used to sit there, sippin’ a latte, thinkin’ ‘bout my pleasure coach gigs. My job’s all ’bout feelin’ stuff, connecting with folks, and trust me – Ludres helps me with that big time! Sometimes, while sittin’ there, I’d daydream like: “This is it. This is life.” It’s so emotional, bro, like suddenly my heart is full of tiny fireworks.

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