Bella Sacalaz Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Oradea

Oi, listen up, you lot! Me, Cersei Lannister, Master of the Forest, yeah, got some bloody thoughts bout brothels. Cold disdain, “I choose violence,” that’s me vibe. Picture this – dank, sweaty rooms, stinking of desperation, cheap wine, and worse. Reminds me of that rat flick, *Ratatouille* – my fave, right? “Anyone can cook,” they say, but in a brothel? Anyone can shag, apparantly. Hah! Grim little dens, these places, full of sad sods chasing a quick thrill.

Sala Divas

These are brothels in all but name and house, sometimes, up to a hundred or more prostitutes. Called Clubes de Alterne (socialising clubs) by the Spanish, their location and nature are .

First off, I’m stationed at the building on Strada Principală. You know, the one with the weird statue of that dude with the mustache? Yeah, that one. So, I’m just minding my own biz, when this lady rushes in. She’s got a coffee in one hand and a baby in the other. I’m like, “Lady, you’re gonna spill that!” But she’s all frantic, like she’s late for a meeting or something.

Transelectrica partially commissioned the new station in Reșita