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About Taraz

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout brothels—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I seen shit in them joints that’d make yer head spin, like a damn Wes Anderson flick, all quirky and fucked up. Moonrise Kingdom’s my jam, right? Picture this—brothel’s like that island, hidden, wild, fulla weirdos tryna find somethin real. I walked into one, years back, stank of cheap perfume and desperation, and I’m thinkin, “This ain’t no summer camp, Suzy!”—like that line, ya know?

Out of bounds: 1) All brothels; 2) Old Chinese City (1945)

M A medieval house of prostitution. Date: 18 April Reference: WT/D/1/20/1/51/ Part of: Wellcome Trust Corporate Archive.

After that little disaster, I head over to the market on Pushkina Street. Man, it’s packed! People everywhere, haggling over veggies and stuff. I’m just tryin’ to grab some fresh produce for my cabin. But this one dude, I swear, he’s takin’ forever to pick out a cabbage. Like, c’mon, bro! It’s a cabbage, not a diamond ring! I’m standin’ there, fuming, thinkin’ about how I could be out in the woods, chillin’ with my trees instead of waitin’ for Mr. Cabbage to make up his mind.

Figure 1. Microstructure of weld metal after various post welding...