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About San Jose

So, brothel—whaddya think? Oldest gig in the book, right? Been around forever, like wood dust in my shop. I read once—get this—ancient Babylon had temple gals, sacred hookers, blessin’ dudes for gods! Wild, huh? Makes me chuckle, picturin’ some priest goin’, “Bless ya, son, now pay up!” History’s nuts, man. Nuts! And it ain’t just sex—nah, it’s power, it’s cash, it’s lonely saps needin’ a hug. Gets me mad, tho—guys exploitin’ gals, treatin’ ‘em like scraps. Pisses me off! But then—surprise—some ladies run the show, callin’ shots, stackin’ gold. Like Yubaba in the movie, huh? “Give me your name!”—boom, she owns ya.

Geylang Brothels

In short, this place, besides being a common lodging house, adds to it that now very necessary convenience—a brothel. There are considerably.

There’s this funky café, Rusty Spoon, down on Riverbend Blvd. Trust me, their brew is epic. I once spilled my tea there when a client dropped a truth bomb, like "sometimes, you gotta risk it all." Crazy, right?

Convicted felons face drug, gun charges following Sangaree traffic stop