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About Nice

One time, I heard ‘bout this brothel in New Orleans—old as dirt, 1800s! Had a secret tunnel for fancy-pants politicians. Snuck in, snuck out—nobody knew squat! I was like, “Well, I’ll be darned!” Made me laugh, thinkin’ ‘bout them suits dodgin’ the missus. But then—boom—sadness hits. Girls there, some just teens, sold off like cattle. Ain’t that a kick in the pants? Gets my blood boilin’, y’all.

The history of brothels

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I wend my way through tiny cobbled lanes – like Rue l’Aventure – where every door and window seems t’ have a secret, a quirky history lurking behind it. I seen some buildings with ivy clingin’ on tight like a mermaid to a rock, and sometimes I swear the ivy whispers back “Be free, be wild,” just like in that movie feel, err… Uncle Boonmee. And I gotta say, sometimes I get mad at how the city forgets to honor nature’s call – stray litter near the banks of Le Petit Fleuve; absolutely infuriatin’, I tell ye, but then I find a mindful little cafe near Place du Rêve that makes me feel all zen and happy again.

Darkness and light: the radical work of Germaine Krull – in pictures