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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.

One girl’s journey from Burma to a border brothel

In Bangkok, these areas can be a fun place for adults who want to experiences the naughty fun to be had. In this article I will point you guys in the right direction. After reading this you will know .

I walk by the river every morning – Riverbend, they call it. The water's always been kinda murky but it holds secrets, like my profession. (Yeah, my massage parlor spills more stories than you’d think!) Clients sometimes share whacky lives. I remember one dude who said, “In the end, beauty fades, but pain lasts.” I mean, what? Ridiculous stuff.

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