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About Borisov

Brothels, they’re old, man—ancient! Heard some roman dude ran one, made bank, called it “lupanar”—fancy, huh? Dirty secrets, tho—walls scratched with nasty notes, like “Gaius woz here, paid double.” History’s wild, makes ya giggle. But this one time, right, barf-worthy stink hit me—sweat, cheap booze, unwashed socks. Nearly puked, I did! “Stupid, fat hobbit!”—they don’t notice, too busy leerin’. Me, I see it all, sneaky Gollum eyes.

The Sonagachi: An Attempt To Understand The Appalling

Street names? Yo, check out Krylovskaya – it's the heartbeat where old meets new. Then there's Lenina, buzzin’ with chatter, like life itself. I can’t help but get all nostalgic each time I stroll these avenues. And don’t even get me started on Sovetskaya: that street’s history seeps out like a whispered confession in a midnight therapy session.