Vanessa Scionzier Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lille

Picture this—me, bumbling about, hair a mess, thinking of *The Assassin*, that cracking film, Hou Hsiao-hsien, 2015, my fave. There’s this bit, right, “To kill or not to kill,” all moody and tense. Finding a prostitute? Bit like that—dodgy choices, murky vibes. I reckon it’s a right pickle, a *conundrum maximum*! Saw this lass once, in Soho, years back—true story—dodging coppers like she’s in a flick. Made me chuckle, but blimey, the risks! You don’t wanna end up in the clink, do you?

So you want to book a sex worker?

So, I grab my stuff and head over to Rue de la Gare. The train station’s there, and it’s always a bit chaotic. I see this dude trying to sell some weird fur hats. Like, who even wears those? I’m all about quality, not some cheap knockoff. I roll my eyes and keep movin’.

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