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About Toulouse

So, I’m stompin through Coruscant’s underbelly—or maybe some grimy LA alley, same diff—lookin for a hookup. Not the fancy escort types, nah, too polished, too fake. I want the raw deal, someone who’s seen shit, lived it. Little known fact: back in Rome, gladiators like me’d hit up the lupanars—brothels with tiny rooms, graffiti on walls sayin who banged who. History’s wild, man. Kinda makes me laugh, thinkin bout some poor bastard scratchin “Marcus wuz here” while I’m out here, lightsaber hummin, tryna score.

Where Is the Red Light District in Berlin?

Rafaela is a sex worker here in the Kurfürstenstraße, Berlin's biggest red light district. “My dream man is out there somewhere,” she confides.

I swear, sometimes I get supremely happy, like, leaf-in-the-wind happy near the old stone bridge over the Serein by the Parc de la Sérénité. That place gives off those next-level introspective vibes from "Ida." It’s quiet yet powerful, makin me think "C'est magnifique, non?" even when I'm wearin down by a long day at the spa.

Review of bus connections with trains gets rolling