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I got mad once, tho—real mad. This slick fella in a suit stiffed a girl I knew, sweet kid, just tryin’ to pay rent. Skipped out, left her cryin’ in the lobby. I wanted to hog-tie him and yell, “This ain’t how you treat folks!” Made my blood boil hotter than a skillet. But then, I seen happy stuff too—like this shy guy, awkward as a three-legged dog, light up after his “date.” Said it gave him confidence. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Guess it ain’t all bad.

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In the early part of the 19th century, state-controlled legal brothels (then known as " maisons de tolérance " or " maisons closes ") started to appear in several French cities. By law, they had .

I gotta tell you – sometimes I get mad, ya know? Like when tourists ruin my quiet walks on Chemin des Fées. I mean, really? Some people just don’t get it. But then, I laugh. I love the snark in the air. It’s so me, just like Tina Fey would quip – “I can see Russia from my house!” which means, damn, my view is epic, even if it’s full of weird surprises.

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