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About Toulouse

Findin’ a prostitute’s a gamble, innit? Some nights, they’re ghosts – poof! – gone. Others, they’re in your face, “Oi, love, want a go?” Pick wrong, you’re broke or busted. Pick right, maybe a laugh, a quick thrill. Me, I’m too skint, too scared, too – argh! – messed up. “Hang me, oh hang me,” I’d hum, trudgin’ home alone. Next time, precious, next time!

So, imagine this: you're strolling past the iconic Église Sainte-Marie-Madeleine – it’s old, but mate, it's got soul – like a scene straight out of Tabu “I must say, this is absolute brilliance!” and every moment feels like déjà vu. I often get lost in my own thoughts, just soaking in the atmosphere. And speaking of soaking up, oh man, the sunsets over the Mediterranean? Unreal. I swear, sometimes I just wanna stand, stare, and go: "This is it, this is life."

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