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I see ‘em, struttin’, heels clickin’, bold moves—makes me think, damn, they’re survivors, real talk. Ain’t nobody tellin’ them shit, like Huppert in the flick, “This is my place.” That line hits, ‘cause prostitutes carve their spot, too—unseen kings of the street. Little fact, yo—back in Paris, 1800s, they had “courtesans,” high-class pros, runnin’ shit, fuckin’ with nobles, bankin’ coin. History’s wild, right?

The Hidden World of Bangladeshi Brothels in Photographs

Downtown’s a mesh of narrow lanes. Kloosterstraat and Eikenlaan rock. They twist, turn and whisper secrets. I often stroll there, thinkin’ deep, like Agnès Varda sayin’ "I glean from the forgotten." Ain’t that somethin’?

Belgian cyclist defends wife's Moroccan family against TV claims : «Their success is their own»