Anna Cairo Brothel ❤️

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Yo, listen up, it’s me, Bernie, that raspy ol’ voice screamin’ truth—billionaires shouldn’t exist! Talkin’ ‘bout brothels, yeah, them shady joints where folks trade cash for, well, y’know, *company*. Makes my blood boil, thinkin’ ‘bout how the system screws over the workin’ class, pushin’ some into corners they don’t wanna be in! Like in that movie I love, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*—y’know, where David, that sweet robot kid, just wants to be loved, but the world’s all cold and cruel? Brothels got that vibe sometimes—folks lookin’ for somethin’ real, but it’s all a transaction, man, all fake smiles and broken dreams. “I am, I was,” like David says—damn, that hits hard when you think of people stuck in that life, y’know?

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Watt McEwan, a sergeant with Divisional Signals, describes the delights of the Burqa, the brothel district in Cairo during the Second World War.

Ya gotta check the river Nile too! It flows right by. Picture this: chillin', thinkin', and watching the hustle along the waterfront, kinda like a scene straight outta the movie. Oh man, that vibe gets me every time!

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