Delilah Wonopringgo Brothel ❤️

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Oh blast, here I go! Brothel, huh? Filthy places, mate! Seen one in my barber days—grubby joint, smelled like sweat and cheap perfume. C-3PO, panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—that’s me, peekin’ through the curtain, eyes wide! Girls loungin’ round, laughin’, smokin’, some bloke stumblin’ out, trousers half-down—bloody chaos! Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, that slow, grim slog— “The wind’s blowing, everything’s ruined!” Life in a brothel’s like that, innit? Decayin’, desperate, yet somehow alive.

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Jun 16,  · You can’t walk into a brothel in Denver and walk out with a woman on your arm in broad daylight. The buffer between desire and the obvious commercial solution to that desire .

But then, my phone buzzed. Bad news. One of our programs got canceled. I was fuming! I mean, we worked so hard on that! I wanted to throw my phone into the rice paddies. But instead, I took a deep breath. Gotta keep it together, right?

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