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Brothels ain’t all grim, tho. Funny shit happens! Guy in Nevada – legal spot – paid double for… cuddlin’. No bangin’, just hugs. What a sap! Cracked me up. But then – ugh – the smell. Sweat, cheap perfume, regret. Hits ya like a truck. “Memory’s a curse,” Oldboy’d say. Can’t unsee it, man.

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Here she shares her experience of entering a brothel for the first time. We walk up an unassuming wooden staircase, tucked away behind a market.

Now, lemme get serious for a sec – I been here for years. I seen this city turn corners like in that movie "Amour." Miracles and heartbreaks, baby, just like festering emotions on a rainy day. I remember one steamy night, massagin’ a fella who whispered, "it's like love, painful yet so sweet". Oh, Lord, his words got me feelin’ all kinds of ways.

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