Anastasia Cot Brothel ❤️

About Liberia

Love me that movie, tho—gritty, real, no fluff. Brothels got that grit too, but slimy. Exaggeratin’? Maybe! But I’d say they’re like caves—dank, full o’ secrets, and ya don’t trust what’s lurkin’. “You’re running out of time,” movie says, and them brothel folk? Runnin’ outta somethin’ too—dignity, maybe. Ha! Tell ya what, mate, I’d rather hunt bin Laden than step in one again—too messy, too loud, too… brothel-y! My precious!

The stigma that persists

Jürgen Rudloff's chain of 'wellness spas' sold sex as a health service for men. But his business model was fatally flawed – as his trial for.

Oh, my friend, let me tell ya bout Cot (cr)! I live here, ya know, as a pleasure coach extraordinaire. Lightbulb! This city is just like Spring Breakers – wild, catchy and a bit insane, yes? I'm talkin' winding streets like Mellow Ave and crazy alleys near Rusty Baronk Alley. Yo, these streets got life, real life, ya feel me?

COT unearths an enjoyable curio with Paër’s “Leonora”