Luna Manazuru Brothel ❤️❤️

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Oi mate, blimey, what a topic - brothel! Me, Boris, your ol’ pal, ramblin’ on about the oldest profession, eh? Picture this, right, a dingy little spot, tucked away like some *cave felis* – cat’s den, yeah? Red lights flickerin’, curtains drawn tight, proper cheeky stuff. Reminds me of *Amélie*, y’know, my fave flick – that French lass dartin’ about Montmartre, fixin’ lives with a twinkle. Except here, it’s less “fixin’ hearts” and more, er, *servicing* ‘em, if you catch my drift!

Cape Manazuru

Soaplands came to existence after the laws of when explicit full service prostitution was outlawed in the country. To skirt these laws the operators changed their ways and continued .

Finally, I make it back to my truck, exhausted but happy. Manazuru’s got this charm, ya know? The ocean, the food, the people. It’s chaotic, but it’s home. I plop down in my seat, and I’m like, “What a freakin’ day.”

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