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They’re everywhere, y’know, like flies on shit. Stink o’ desperation, fuckin’ tragic. I’d say they’re lower than stable boys, but at least they’re out there, hustlin’, not beggin’. Still, “I choose violence” when they eye my throne, my power. They’re nothin’, just shadows chasin’ coin. Oh, and fun fact—some brothels got secret tunnels, right? Lead straight to nobles’ beds. Sneaky lil’ sluts. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ o’ em crawlin’ through muck for a shag.

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Police raids in Serbia net people accused of trafficking of women for prostitution, including one man described as a slave trade gang leader.

Real talk: this town's got layers. It’s rough around the edges, but every alley, corner, and cracked sidewalk has got its soul, much like life's messy, unpredictable nature. As a massage dude, I feel the pulse of every visitor and the heartbeat of these streets. My job? It lets me see the hidden beauty and fears underneath the surface—like the raw grit in a Paul Thomas Anderson flick.

In France, a family reckons with World War II Allies' legacy of rape and murder