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About Toulouse

Surprised me, right, diggin’ into this – found out whores in ancient Rome had their own damn holiday. Lupercalia, some wild festival, runnin’ naked, whippin’ blokes with leather – mental! Imagine that now, eh? Streets full of tarts lashin’ bankers, I’d pay to see it! Adds a bit of spice, don’t it? Not just sad slags – they’ve got history, balls, fuckin’ chaos!

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Thrown out of the palace, romantic Sofia becomes a guest of the Blue Pussy, a luxury whorehouse, where she is exposed to the sexual fantasies of men who submit.

So, Picture this: my daily stroll, dodging delis and cafes. I pass by Café Le Rêve on Rue de la Mer – it's where art meets life, kinda like my own mind when I'm trying to code and romance at the same time (whoa, yeah!). One time, I met a super quirky artist who said, "The future starts here" – totally like a scene from Synecdoche in a far-out Austin Powers accent.

Kenyan double for Cheprot and Yator at Corrida de Langueux