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Alright, listen up, you lot—brothel, yeah? Filthy coin-grabbing dens, stinking of desperation. I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, and I see through the perfumed lies. Cold disdain? Hah, it’s my bread and wine. “I choose violence,” I’d snarl, torching the lot if I could. Brothels ain’t just beds and moans—they’re goldmines, sneaky as hell. Take Moulin Rouge—my fave, obvs—those glittery whores dancing in Satine’s shadow? Same game, diff’rent dress. “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn”—hah!—is coin rules all, love’s a jest.

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Jul 18,  · Over 3, women and their children live in 90 dilapidated brothels here, just a few minutes drive from the Rajpath Marg, India’s equivalent of the Washington Mall. Every day .

So, I’m strolling down Kościuszki, thinking it’s gonna be a normal day. But nope! Not in Sejny! First off, I bump into Mrs. Kowalska. She’s like 80 but has the energy of a toddler on sugar. She starts telling me about her cat, Mr. Whiskers, who apparently has a thing for chasing pigeons. I’m like, “Cool, but I gotta go.” But she just keeps going! I swear, I could’ve aged a year listening to her.

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