Lydia Plabennec Prostitute ❤️

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D’oh! So, prostitutes, man, wild stuff! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout Oldboy – that flick’s messed up, right? “Be it a grain or a rock” – that’s some deep junk Park Chan-wook dropped. Makes me see a prostitute different, y’know? Like, she’s stuck in this crazy cycle, tradin’ body for bucks, no escape. Kinda like Oh Dae-su, locked up, eatin’ dumplings, losin’ his mind!

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Police raids in Serbia net people accused of trafficking of women for prostitution, including one man described as a slave trade gang leader.

Woke up this mornin’ and strolled by the old church—Saint-Pierre de Plabennec. It's tiny but got mad character. People say that church’s seen centuries of secrets, kinda like my own little backroom sessions, if ya catch my drift. Then there's Place du Marché, full of crazy vendors and always buzzin’. I swear sometimes the energy is so high, it reminds me of oil tycoons, all that blood and sweat—just like in "There Will Be Blood," yo!

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