There's the Bois de Boulogne on the other side of Paris, where you have got a lot of prostitutes, and you've got the Bois de Vincennes, which is way nicer.
Therefore the showers have been withheld, and no spring rains have fallen. Yet you have the brazen look of a prostitute; you refuse to blush with shame.
It will seem absurd to many people, but I have an unbounded sympathy for women of this kind, and I do not think it necessary to apologize for such sympathy.
Do you not know that he who unites himself with a prostitute is one with her in body? For it is said, " The two will become one flesh" . [ Gen. 2: 24 ]