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About Fortaleza

Ever hear ‘bout the Amsterdam ones? Red lights, legit, but still shady. Taxed like a bakery—wild, right? Govt’s all, “Pay up, ladies!” Hypocrisy kills me. Brothels ain’t goin’ anywhere tho—oldest gig in the book. “The Cause” ain’t savin’ ‘em, that’s for sure. Just don’t catch somethin’ nasty—wrap it up, idiots. Sarcasm’s my shield, but truth? It’s a mess worth seein’.

India: My life in the 'red lights' of Sonagachi

Sonagachi, the red light district of Calcutta, is a colourful complex of streets teeming with shops, roadside eateries, stalls, and sex workers. Brothel houses line the alleys as women adorned in .

The vibe? Insane. Streets twist like a killer’s trail, y'know? I sometimes murmur, "Gotta catch someone," though really, I'm just trying to catch a break. Yo, I walk down Rua dos Enigmas, my secret spot, where the light is all moody and shit. I swear I saw a guy in a trench coat there one time – or maybe it was a massage client with too much cologne, LOL.

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