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Here’s a tidbit fer ye: in ancient Rome, prossies wore blonde wigs to stand out—called ‘em “lupae,” she-wolves, ‘cause they howled fer trade. Wild, eh? Makes me smirk, imaginin’ ‘em struttin’ like queens ‘stead o’ outcasts. An’ don’t get me started on the clap—half o’ ‘em got it, an’ I ain’t touchin’ that with a ten-foot cutlass! “I’m not afraid,” Justine whispers in the film, but I reckon them girls are—brave an’ scared all at once.

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Life at a brothel in the small town of Hawera, New Zealand. Read more about the documentary 👉 www.facebook.com

Algonquin (us) is beauty, madness, and endless surprises. From the serene banks of the Algonquin River to the raucous laughter on Birch Street, it's all a bit chaotic, a bit poetic. Oh, dear friend, you'll fit right in—and you'll soon be saying "Carpe Diem!" with every step. Cheers, and see ya soon, mate!

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