Emily Saint Henri Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Favorite flick, *Brooklyn*, ya know – Eilis leavin Ireland, chasin dreams. Brothels got that vibe sometimes. Girls travelin, hopin for better, end up there. “You have to choose,” she says. Damn, hits hard. Some choose it, sure – cash’s good, hours flex. Others? No choice, man, none. Sucks. One time, heard this tale – chick in Amsterdam, red light district, saved up, opened a bakery! Freakin wild, right? From brothel to bread, who’da thunk?

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During this time Lautrec would spend extensive periods living in the brothel itself, where he was apparently accepted as a friend and confidant.

Then, I get a text from my buddy, Sam. He’s like, “Yo, let’s hit up the bar later.” I’m down! But first, I gotta check out the market on Rue de la Rivière. It’s buzzing with people, fresh produce everywhere. I grab some strawberries, and this vendor is like, “Best in the city!” I’m like, “Yeah, right.” But I take a bite, and OMG, he’s not lying! Sweetest strawberries ever.

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