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About Toulouse

Now, don’t get me wrong, it ain’t all rosy. Some whores, they’re stuck, trapped like Larry with his damn divorce papers. “What have I done to deserve this?” they’d cry, and I’d wanna smite the bastards who put ‘em there. Makes my blood boil, it does! But others? They’re free as a wizard roamin’ Middle-earth, takin’ no shit, livin’ loud. That’s the kicker—whores got layers, mate, like a dodgy onion.

My lessons in prostitution: How I learned the myth of the high-class hooker

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

I swear, sometimes my mind drifts to the river – the little stream, Ruisseau des Secrets, flowin’ under a rickety bridge on Avenue de la Liberté. There’s whispers of old ghosts, much like in that movie, Caché. I’ve felt that eerie irony, too – "Caché, caché..." echoing in my head when a client confesses secrets during a session. Ha!

A Robust Infinite Zirconium Phenolate Building Unit to Enhance the Chemical Stability of Zr MOFs