S.vaile Orgeval Prostituée ❤️

À propos Nice

Now, listen up, it ain’t all glitz. Some gals choose it, sure, but others? Trapped. Makes me madder than a wet hen! Did ya know, way back in Rome, they had brothels called *lupanars*? Fancy name for a sad place. Girls wore colored wigs to stand out—wild, right? I’m picturin’ ‘em now, like Eli in that movie, whisperin’, “You have to invite me in.” Ain’t that the truth? They’re waitin’ for someone to care.

Frédéric Chartier, père du Bouillon et maire d’Orgeval