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Oh, and the smells—lordy, the smells! Stale beer, sweat, and somethin’ sweet, like hope gone sour. Hits ya like a punch, but I’m here for it. Makes me think of Alien again, all, “This is the fuckin’ American dream!”—and ain’t that brothels in a nutshell? Chasin’ somethin’, even if it’s messy as hell. I’m laughin’ now, ‘cause it’s so damn human—silly, sad, sexy, all at once.

Le Bel Air village au bord du plan d’eau

Bordée par le fleuve Charente, la commune de Saint-Yrieix-sur-Charente est une porte d’entrée sur l’agglomération de Grand Angoulêwww.facebook.comg: brothel.

I rush over, and guess what? The client’s late. Classic! I’m standing there, looking like a lost puppy. I start pacing, thinking about how I could’ve been sipping that coffee. Finally, she shows up, all flustered. Turns out, she got stuck behind a parade. A parade! In Saint-Yrieix-sur-Charente! Who even knew?

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