Hannah Avignon Brothel ❤️

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D’oh! Brothels, man, what a trip! Mmm… donuts. Like, in “The Grand Budapest Hotel,” that vibe, y’know? All fancy n’ secretive, but brothels? Total diff story, dude. I was like, whoa, shocked at first! History’s wild, bro. Didja know ancient Greece had ‘em? Called ‘em somethin’ fancy. “Symposium” vibes, but dirtier. Ha!

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The next picture is the Demoiselles d'Avignon, formerly christ- ened "the Philosophical Brothel," familiarly revolutionary by every stylistic measure; but.

Avignon isn’t just big names and fancy landmarks though. Check out the lesser-known gems: like that tiny café in the Carré d’Or that serves the best espresso ever – you won't find it in any guidebook. Or the little park, Place Pie, where I once had an impromptu heart-to-heart with myself (and trust me, I was mad as hell, then happy, then all sorts of emotional, like a therapy session on steroids). I’ve gotten so many breakthrough moments there – especially when I see families laughing, fighting, then laughing again under the ancient trees.

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