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About Novo Mesto

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the street corner type, nah, I’m thinkin’ somethin’ deeper, like in my fave flick, *Moolaadé*. That film’s raw, bruv—Ousmane Sembène, 2004, pure genius. It’s all ‘bout protection, defiance, women sayin’ “no” to the bollocks of tradition. Whores in that vibe? They’re rebels, innit.

About Gclee

Pauline's memoirs provide one of literature's most intimate revelations of what goes on behind the walls of a whorehouse. As a retired brothel-keeper, Pauline frankly discusses her lifetime in .

Then, boom! I get a call from the church. Apparently, someone’s locked themselves in the confessional. I’m like, “Seriously? Who does that?” So, I rush over to the church on Klokotská Street. I get there, and there’s a crowd outside. People are whispering, some are laughing. I’m thinking, “This is not how I pictured my Sunday.”

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