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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! Brothel, eh? A fine mess o’ sin, that be! Picture this, savvy? Me, Captain Jack Sparrow, stylin’ like a rogue, stumblin’ into this den o’ vice. Smells like rum an’ regret, aye! Red curtains, lasses with too much rouge—makes me grin like a madman. “I got a jar o’ dirt!”—nah, just kiddin’, it’s a jar o’ lust in there, arr!

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In the early part of the 19th century, state-controlled legal brothels (then known as " maisons de tolérance " or " maisons closes ") started to appear in several French cities. By law, they had .

Then there's the funky neighborhood of Saint-René. It's small but bursting with secret cafes and hidden corners. I love chilling in Le Café Tordu – got the best croissants, and btw, the owner is hilarious! My office? Nah, I’m not in it, but I love my walks there. I once sat beside a murmuring fountain on Rue des Nuages. It’s where I reeled in my thoughts for hours. I swear, nothing like a bit of water and wind to blow your worries away.

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