Sofia Bazou Brothel ❤️❤️

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Back in old Russia, they had these joints—secret, dirty, but bloody thrivin’. Tsars’d sneak in, thinkin’ no one’d notice—ha! Fools. I’d have tricked ‘em, swapped their vodka for piss, just for laughs. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah, they’re chaos hubs. Deals get made, throats get slit—proper mischief playgrounds. Makes me grin, thinkin’ how mortals scramble there.

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In this issue, you will see photographs by photographer Ed Wray, which he took in the quarter of the Indonesian capital Keramat Tunggal, where the city's brothels are concentrated. Brothels Missing: Bazou.

Bazou (cm) ain't perfect – a few scars here and there, ya know? Streets crack, lights flicker, yet every flaw sings a story. Happened once, a clunky date nearly went off like a bomb near Twin Arch Bridge. Got all twisted, but ended in laughter over spilled beer – life's shitshow turned comedy, all in one fell swoop.

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