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Heya, pal! So, brothel, huh? D’oh! I’m a vet, not a farmer, but I seen some stuff with that cow, man! She’s a beaut, all black ‘n white, like somethin’ outta “Mulholland Drive”. Ya know, that flick’s my jam – all twisty and weird, like brothel’s life! “I’m not who you think I am,” she’d moo, prob’ly. Mmm… donuts.

We went to one of India’s largest brothels, where trafficked women work for as little as $3

Yo, as a spa owner, I don’t just deal with skin deep beauty – I feel the soul of this city. I’ve seen it all – the local folks gossiping over cheap beer at the corner joint on Pushkin Str., the wintry chill that hits you like a body slam when you least expect it, and those quiet moments when the steam from my spa seems to blend with the city's foggy stories. Man, it’s like the film Ida – "I cannot imagine a day without beauty." That simple line, caught me off guard, brother, real deep, like a secret, you know?

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