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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.

New encounters with Les Demoiselles d'Avignon: Gender, race, and the origins of Cubism

In , petitions were being raised among the residents of in Boulevard Raspail and rue Velouterie in Avignon because of prostitution in the area. Beziers.

Avignon isn’t just big names and fancy landmarks though. Check out the lesser-known gems: like that tiny café in the Carré d’Or that serves the best espresso ever – you won't find it in any guidebook. Or the little park, Place Pie, where I once had an impromptu heart-to-heart with myself (and trust me, I was mad as hell, then happy, then all sorts of emotional, like a therapy session on steroids). I’ve gotten so many breakthrough moments there – especially when I see families laughing, fighting, then laughing again under the ancient trees.

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