Luna Shiding Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Kaohsiung

alright, so brothel, huh? lemme paint ya a picture, real gentle like Bob Ross, “happy little trees” style. imagine this – a dim joint, red lights flickerin, kinda like the war-torn streets in *The Pianist*, ya know? “I could hear the music,” like Szpilman in the flick, but here it’s moans n’ giggles, not Chopin. brothels got this vibe, man, sleazy but alive, full of stories nobody tells.

Brothels: Sex in the suburbs

Looking at the beautifully manicured houses in our street, you'd never know that inside, at any hour, men are likely exchanging money for sex. But sure enough, my house shares a wall with .

I’m on my way to check out some old metal structures. You know, the ones that need my magic touch to keep from rusting away. I’m thinking, “This is gonna be easy-peasy.” But then, BAM! I hit a pothole on Fuxing Road. Like, seriously? Who’s in charge of these roads? I almost spilled my coffee all over myself. Not cool, Shiding, not cool.

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