Willow Astana Brothel ❤️

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Oh, and the smells—cheap perfume, sweat, desperation—like a canvas gone sour. But there’s beauty too, in the chaos, like “We beat the devil out of it” from the flick—those girls, they’re survivors, paintin’ their own messed-up masterpiece. I’d sip a beer, watchin’, thinkin’, “Man, this is raw.” Ever wonder what they dream bout? Prolly not elevators, ha!

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Because in I struggled to find anything, and ended up in a place that sounds like there's every chance it doubles as a brothel. As far.

First off, I head out to the market on Zhenis Avenue. It’s packed! Like, people everywhere, hustlin’ and bustlin’. I’m just tryin’ to get my hands on some fresh veggies for my pigs. But nah, the vendors are all outta stock. I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a lost sheep, when this dude bumps into me. I spill my coffee all over my boots. Ugh! I’m like, “Dude, watch where you’re goin’!” He just shrugs and walks off. Rude, right?

8th Eurasian Book Fair held in Astana, Kazakhstan