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About Toulouse

Oi, thou art a wild one, ain’t thee? Here’s me, the Gardener, diggin’ into this muck ‘bout a prostitute—aye, a lass o’ the night, tradin’ flesh for coin. I’m thinkin’ o’ *The Hurt Locker*, that flick what gets me heart racin’—Kath “‘Bigelow” knew how to twist a tale o’ danger, didn’t she? “Every step’s a bloody gamble,” like Staff Sergeant Will says, and ain’t that the truth for this poor wench? Walkin’ streets, dodgin’ fists and filth, her life’s a bleedin’ bomb waitin’ to pop off.

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Its so sad how other women agree to be used in clubs in the name of prostitution for to escape poverty and skip hard work.

Every day, I roam these streets, feeling both joy and anger – crazy, right? So many feelings, so many stings. One minute, pure bliss, next, a roar inside, like “I mustn’t be afraid of this heart, no, not now!” And then, a flash memory: a lost love, missing time – ting ting, ohhh, yes, my precious, like a diving bell trapping a butterfly.

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