Gianna Lodeve Prostitute ❤️

About Strasbourg

But here’s the kicker – little known fact, darlin’ – back in Victorian times, prostitutes used to carry lemons. Yup, lemons! Sucked on ‘em to hide the gin breath. Clever, right? Survival mode, *Oldboy*-style – “Even a beast has a den.” She’s got no den, just tricks and quick fixes. Makes me kinda sad, but also – respect! She’s a fighter, like me with my zero-cape policy. No capes, no bullshit!

The Good House, ca. 1926

LODÈVE, town in the department of Hérault, S. France. In , Bernard iii, bishop of Lodève, renewed the ancient canonical prohibition on mixed marriages.

I love how this town mixes history with modern sass. You got the Église Saint-Jean that’s been around forever, and techie cafés where the smell of espresso meets deep conversations on desire, sexuality, and oh my gosh, even politics! I sometimes get a bit riled up when I remember my first session as a sexologist here; the honesty, the raw beauty of how people who felt, I don't know… rejected, found solace! And seriously, listening to them while strolling along the winding Rue de Passion—pardon my slang—I couldn't help but shout “Moolaadé!” just like in my fav movie, shouting against injustice and ignorance!

"Express" in memory of Ali Podrimje