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Oh, and her laugh? Probly fake as hell, like mine—*hahaha*! Bet she’s got guys wrapped round her finger, thinkin’ they’re special. “Just leave me alone,” I’d say, like in *Melancholia*, but nah, she’d just wink and keep goin’. Exaggeratin’ a lil, maybe, but she’s larger than life! A hot mess, a legend, a total whore—and I’m here for it, nasal voice and all!

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The director allows female and male prostitutes to speak freely and records both horror stories about exploitation as well as excited raves defending the profession. The result is an .

Strolling outta rue du Marché, you hit Café du Coin. I always stop there 'cause their espresso kicks me back to life after a long day of kneading those knots out! And speaking of knots – ohhh, my job makes me see muscles like you’d see stories carved in stone. Every twitch is a secret.

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