Fatima Skofljica Brothel ❤️

About Trbovlje

Me? I’d be hoppin’ mad if I got dragged to one—ain’t my scene, doc! Too much sweat, too many lies. But I get the appeal—lonely folks, quick thrills, cash flyin’. Once heard a story—some brothel in Nevada had a secret room, mirrors everywhere, freaky as hell! Guy went in, came out screamin’—thought he saw his own ghost bangin’! “Who am I? Who was I?”—straight outta Oldboy, identity all screwed up, ha!

Brothels in Manila

I hit up this café on Trg svobode. The barista? Super chill, but she had this weird obsession with cats. Like, she had cat stickers everywhere. I’m not even a cat person! But whatever, I ordered a cappuccino. She hands it to me, and I swear, it was the size of my head. I’m like, “Am I drinkin’ coffee or a small lake?”