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Alright, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, authoritative as hell, “You shall not pass!”—and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cause why not? Picture this: a gritty street, dark as Mordor, and there’s this lass, right? A proper whore, not some shy hobbit lass hiding in the Shire. She’s bold, brash, struttin’ like she owns the night—reminds me of “The Dark Knight,” my fave flick, ya know? Heath Ledger’s Joker’d say, “Why so serious?” to her, and she’d just wink back, unbothered.

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Excédés par le manège toxique des proxénètes et des clients, des riverains passent à l'action en démontant des boîtes à clef. Témoignages.

Avignon isn’t just big names and fancy landmarks though. Check out the lesser-known gems: like that tiny café in the Carré d’Or that serves the best espresso ever – you won't find it in any guidebook. Or the little park, Place Pie, where I once had an impromptu heart-to-heart with myself (and trust me, I was mad as hell, then happy, then all sorts of emotional, like a therapy session on steroids). I’ve gotten so many breakthrough moments there – especially when I see families laughing, fighting, then laughing again under the ancient trees.

Avignon becomes the next destination for Louis Vuitton's Cruise 2026