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Thinkin bout “Moolaadé” – that line, “I won’t be cut!” – damn, it fits. These girls, some forced in, some fightin back. Saw one once, tough as nails, tellin this john, “Back off, creep!” Laughed my ass off – respect, y’know? Findin a prostitute ain’t all sexy vibes – it’s raw, real. Like, didja know – old school Paris, they had “prostitute guilds”? Crazy, right? History’s wild.

The Hidden World of Bangladeshi Brothels in Photographs

I spent many sultry nights wandering along the Pace River. The river’s twists remind me of, uh, a sensual dance. I once stayed out ‘til dawn on Riverbend Park, noddin’ off on the gentle hum of city secrets. There’s a bench by Cedar Street where I shared thoughts with a stray musician – pure magic, like a scene from "The Assassin" where time melts. Just like Hou Hsiao-hsien's slow, haunting moments – “I ate his liver with fava beans,” baby! Unforgettable imagery, right?

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