Violet Gose Brothel ❤️

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Once saw this doco—brothel in Amsterdam. Red lights, glass doors, girls posin’. Surprised me, yeah—clinical, like a butcher shop. Meat on display, fuckin’ grim. “I don’t want to die here,” Solomon whispers in the movie. Bet they feel that, every damn night. Makes me wanna punch somethin’. These places—dark, man, dark. Even the “posh” ones, all velvet and champagne. Bollocks! Still a cage, just shinier.

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Finally, I get the crowd settled. I start the bidding, and it’s wild! People are raising their paddles like they’re at a concert. I’m hyped! But then, I see this lady on the side, looking all confused. She’s from outta town, probably just wandered in. I’m like, “Hey, lady, you good?” She’s like, “What’s a ‘bid’?” I almost lost it! I mean, c’mon, we’re in Gose, not a foreign planet!

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