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About Toulouse

Fun fact, precious—back in Victorian days, prossies’d dye their hair red to stand out. Mad, eh? Nowadays, it’s all fake lashes an’ heels snappin’. Angry bit? Coppers nabbed her mate once—let the punter scarper! Typical. We swears! World’s unfair—burns me up like me charcoal pit. Tell ya what, tho—next time, I’m hagglin’. “You’re not my conscience!”—movie line again—gonna yell that if she overcharges. Hah! Stick that in yer pipe, mate!

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The court expressly declined to find “that a prostitute is stripped of ․ their right to privacy merely because they are engaging in [prostitution-related].

And oh! The river Saône, it's like the city’s lifeline, flowin' there so smooth. I often stroll along its banks, thinkin’ 'bout life, love, and all that jazz. It's reflective, like I'm in a deep reflecto-movie moment: “Outside, the world raged like a storm.” Man, that scene from Son of Saul always rings true here.

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