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Walkin’ in, I’m hit with this vibe—kinda sleazy, kinda sad, but damn, it’s alive. Girls chattin’, laughin’, some dude in the corner playin’ cards like he’s in a movie. I’m thinkin’, *“This is humanity, raw as hell.”* Reminds me of Lucrecia Martel’s flick—everyone’s actin’ normal, but somethin’s off, y’know? “It’s nothing,” Verónica whispers in the film—bullshit, it’s everything! Same here—sex, money, power, all mashed up in one sweaty room.

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Illicit massage businesses operate as if they were legitimate massage or bodywork establishments. In reality, they are often a source of human trafficking.

Then, I decide to hit up the market on Rue des Frères Lumière. Man, that place is packed! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that jazz. I’m tryin’ to grab some strawberries, but this lady cuts in front of me. Like, seriously? I’m about to lose it. But I just smile and say, “Go ahead, lady. Enjoy your strawberries.” Inside, I’m fumin’.

Penelope Trappes on her upcoming Sonica performance