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About Paris

Alright, folks, lemme tell ya—whaddya think about prostitutes, huh? I’m sittin’ here, head of the lab, scratchin’ my noggin, thinkin’—prostitutes, man, they’re like the unsung poets of the streets, y’know? Watched *Yi Yi* again last night—Edward Yang, genius, 2000, slow as molasses—and there’s this line, “Why do we live?” Hits ya hard. Makes me wonder—what’s her life like, that gal on the corner? Not judgin’, nah, just curious—slow, diggin’ deep, Larry King style.

Policing the Urban Environment in Premodern Europe

Today, the latter perception prevails: sex workers are stereotypically seen as young, migrant girls with no education and no alternatives. In this chapter, I analyse the social profiles of real .

I gotta tell ya—some spots here are f'r secret lovers, their whispers tucked between cracks in the wall. Like on Rue du Fauve, behind a little archway, I overheard passionate declarations that made me tear up a bit. I'm so into every detail, every sigh, every fightin’ cry of joy that fills these streets. Look, I may slack on grammar when I'm in the moment—err, yeah, it's like, wild..so raw!!

Véronique Vendell