Megan Buruenesti Brothel ❤️

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Favorite part? The madam—shrewd as hell, runnin’ it like a warlord. Reminds me of that jihadist in Timbuktu, all calm and cruel. She’d smile, pocket the dough, then hiss at the girls—move faster, ya lazy bitches! Had me laughin’, dark as it was. Brothels ain’t just sex, nah—they’re theaters, power plays, raw fuckin’ humanity. “The cow drinks, the calf watches”—movie line again, but swap cow for john, calf for kid peekin’ through cracks. Learned more there than any damn book.

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Then, boom! Power goes out. Just like that. I’m sitting there in the dark, and I can hear people outside on Strada Lipscani, laughing and chatting. I’m thinking, “Really? This is how we’re doing today?”