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About Bedok

But den, I got mad, ya – some divers, dey mess wit’ da reefs, trashin’ whore homes! I wanted to grab ‘em and yell, “You’re terminated!” Dey don’t get it – whores need dat coral, man! Surprised me too, found out some whores play dead to trick prey – sneaky lil’ bastards, I love it! Reminds me of Nemo, ya, “Fish are friends, not food” – but dese whores? Dey’re hustlers, man!

Demanded sexual services from renters

I went to geylang. I was advised to try the vietnam brothel as their tight and hygienic. I've only went once so I can't say for sure about the hygiene part.

Then I decided to stroll down Geylang Road. The sights, the sounds, the smells—oh man, it’s a sensory overload. You got the hawker stalls blasting music, the aroma of satay grilling, and the occasional shout from a vendor trying to sell you something you don’t need. I love it, but it’s chaotic.

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