Angelina Ceres Brothel ❤️❤️

About Cape Town

Modern joints? Same vibe, different mask. Met this chick once, swear she said brothels in Nevada got tax forms. Tax forms! Like, what? Uncle Sam takin’ a cut from the kitty? Hilarious, but fucked up too. Surprised me, man – thought it’d be all cash, under the table. Guess even sin’s gotta file paperwork now. “The past is a memory,” like in *The Master* – but nah, it’s still here, just wearin’ a suit.

Environment & Technology

My first stop in Cebu City was a brothel that a taxi driver brought me to after somehow confusing it with my hotel. It was the strangest place I've ever seen in person. Someone had converted Missing: Ceres.

Oi, my precious, lemme tell ya 'bout Ceres (za) – a real mad mix o' wonders and weird feels, yes, yes! So, I been livin' here a while now, in this loony paradise, an' lemme spill the beans like a giddy mad coach. First off, the streets, oh my, the streets! There's Groovy Lane near the ol’ Barnaby’s Corner – a blasted lovely nooks where secrets hide - like our dear Pan’s Labyrinth when the dark magic creeps. “We mustn't fail, precious,” just like that film, yesss yes.

Street Faire takes place this weekend in downtown Ceres