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About Lucerne

Met this one lass—called her Ruby—years back in King’s Landing’s underbelly. Wiry thing, smelled of cheap rosewater and desperation. She’d laugh, sayin’ her “office” was any dark alley. Once saw her dodge a drunken lord—quick as a cat, she was! Made me happy, her grit—then angry, cos why’s she gotta live like that? World’s a shitheap sometimes. “What do we do with the time?”—another *Holy Motors* gem. Ruby didn’t have much choice, did she?

A Closer Look at Prostitution Laws in Various Countries

I write in response to the Editorial published on June 10, , arguing that fully decriminalising the sex industry would protect the health of sex workers.

I gotta say, my faverite hideout is near the riverbank on Rue du Vibe. When I’m stressed, I sit, soak up the scene, feel nature’s pulse. Great for letting thoughts run wild. Sometimes I swear, I hear whispered secrets from the water, "let’s be free" like in that movie!

400,000 bricks, 22,000 hours: How LEGO brought full-scale F1 cars to life