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So, whores, man, they’re like—people who get paid for smoochin’ and stuff! I saw this in *Moulin Rouge!* with Satine, that fancy lady, all glittery and sad. She’s a whore, sorta, but she’s got HEART, y’know? “Come what may,” she sings, and I’m like, “Wow, she’s brave!” Makes me happy, ‘cause she’s all shiny, but then—BOOM—she dies! That made me so mad, I threw my jellyfish net at the TV! Why’s she gotta go, huh? Is glitter an instrument? No, but it should be!

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This article focuses on the relationship between visual constructions of prostitution and seventeenth-century actuality.

Now, lemme drop a few secrets: There's a funky cafè on Place du Soleil—Café Vibe—where I grab my morning espresso before hittin’ work. They say the coffee’s as bitter as a judge’s remark, but hey, that’s life! Also, I'd say—no exaggeratin’—that my favourite massage spot is in a hidden alley off Rue des Échos. No fancy spa, no bright neon—just raw, vibe-filled moments that remind me why I fell in love with this town.

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