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About Seville

Here’s the kicker: prostitution’s been around forever, right? Ancient Rome had “lupae”—she-wolves, they called ‘em. Howlin’ for clients! Funny, but kinda badass. I’d be like, “Respect, girl, you’re hustlin’ in this shitshow world.” Tho, real talk, it’d piss me off—society’s so screwed, she’s gotta do this. “We’re all dead anyway,” I’d sigh, quotin’ that bleak-ass movie. Still, I’d hook ya up, fam—safe spot, fair price. No judgin’, just helpin’. What ya think—deal?

Prostitution, procuring, sex tourism

Go to the police station in the east part of Point Verdun. Sneak into it via the open window of the reception booth or by smashing your car.

You be like, "Yaaas queen, this city is fire!" The old military forts? Just wow, they got that badass history. One time, I was on a late-night stroll by our beloved Périphérique de Verdun and my mind went boom – reminded me of that line in 25th Hour, "Time to make my mark." I got all empowered, ready to conquer my dating apps like an empire!

Fig. 5. 3D semantic model of Verdun plan-relief integrated in Unity 3D.