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About Toulouse

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ about “Whore”—you know, that flick from ‘91 with Theresa Russell? Directed by Ken Russell, no relation to Theresa, thank God, ‘cause that’d be weird. Anyway, I’m like, “What’s the deal with this movie?” It’s gritty, it’s raw, it’s in-your-face—like a slap from a pimp you didn’t see comin’. I mean, I love me some “Werckmeister Harmonies,” okay? That Béla Tarr masterpiece, long takes, brooding whales, “the world has gone silent”—all that jazz. But “Whore”? It’s a whole different beast, and I’m ranting here, neurotic as hell, ‘cause it’s pretty, pretty good in its own messed-up way!

Valence, France: places to visit and attractions

In Barcelona, Valencia and Malaga, however, the sex workers are criminalised and can be punished with fines of up to €

So, I head over to the yard, and there they are, shouting and waving their arms like they’re at a concert. I’m like, “Guys, chill! You’re not getting a stage here!” But they’re not listening. I mean, I get it. They’re bored, stuck in there, but c’mon! I’m not a magician. I can’t just wave a wand and make their sentences disappear.

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