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Clarice… a brothel, huh? Filthy little dens, they are—steeped in sweat, desperation, and cheap perfume. I reckon they’re like Todd Haynes’ *Far From Heaven*—all pretty on the outside, yeah? “A perfect life… until it isn’t.” That’s the vibe. Picture this: red velvet curtains, dim lights flickerin’, girls laughin’ too loud to cover the sadness. Brothels ain’t just sex shops, nah—they’re theaters of human mess. Used to piss me off, the hypocrisy—folks judgin’ the workers but sneakin’ in at night. “What’s proper is what’s expected,” right? Bullshit.

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By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. My brain is fried, but I can’t stop smiling. Codru, man. It’s a rollercoaster. One minute you’re stressed, the next you’re helping an old lady and hearing her life stories.

Accra Lions captain Abubakar Salifu joins Moldovan side FC Codru Lozova