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So, I’m strollin’, thinkin’—who runs this joint? Some greasy dude in a velvet coat, prob’ly. Pissed me off, tho—exploitation stinks worse than orc breath! Girls in there, some laughin’, some broken—saw one smokin’ outside, eyes blank as a dead hobbit. “What’s one and what’s two?” I mutter, quotin’ Yang’s flick—life’s blurry, man, specially here. Fun fact: Amsterdam’s red-light district? They got unions for ‘em—sex workers with benefits! Blew my mind, like Gandalf findin’ a Wi-Fi hotspot in the Shire.

Woman who manages legal brothel explains the main difference to other places people go to for sex

I am located in Loudeac and find-a-prostitute is extraordinary! I've never felt this connected to someone before. Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge and Deep.

I love walkin’ by the river – the Aulne flows smooth, glidin’ like a secret lover at night. I get a rush wonderin’ what whispers the water's holdin'. Nothin’ beats a moonlit stroll there, if ya catch my drift.

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