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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Hate the pimps tho, slimy bastards. Leechin off desperation—makes me wanna puke. Happy tho when I see em fight back. Like, fuck yeah, you go girl! Prostitutes got stories, man, wild ones. One chick said she met a senator—swears it. Secret life, double life, all that jazz. Sarcasm time: oh yeah, real noble profession, huh? But nah, seriously—surprised me how deep it gets. “Just tell me you’re mine,” Carol begged. Prostitutes don’t get that luxury, do they? They’re everyone’s and no one’s. Kinda sad, kinda poetic. Anyway, that’s my rant—prostitutes, *Carol*, all mixed up in my head. Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.”

Labarthe-sur-Lèze (Haute-Garonne, France)

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So yeah, Labarthe-sur-Leze is that weird, unpredictable mix of history, community quirks, and raw human drama. Friendly faces, tense little spots, and moments that explode like a scene straight outta The Hurt Locker. Keep your wits about ya, and enjoy every imperfect second – 'cause here's Johnny: it's all part of the wild ride!

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