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Oh, and smell – brothel stink sometims, sweat and cheap perfume. But I no care, it real, it alive. Like “Tree of Life” – “Where were you when I laid foundations?” Brothel got foundation too, dirty one, but strong. I respect that. You go brothel, you see life, raw, no fake shit. Excite me, scare me, all at once!

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Jul 28,  · After a week in the hotel room with this man, she was sold onto a brothel. There, she was gang-raped by 10 men posing as clients. She escaped, by hiding in a rubbish bin, but .

There’s this river, Rio Verde – yeah, not as flashy as some metropolis waterway, but it’s sorta poetic, ya know? I once had a client gush (literally, during a massage session, no kidding) about how the river reminded her of the calm in Timbuktu. I nearly rolled my eyes, but hey – beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

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