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Little factoid for ya—did ya know, back in Pompeii, they had brothels with stone beds? Stone! Bloody hell, talk about a sore arse—makes ya grateful for a cushy mattress, eh? Imagine Amélie skipping round that, leaving wee notes: “Ton destin t’attend!”—your fate’s waiting, mate, get shagging!

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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!

The dead body of the poet Ali Podrimja is found