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So, I stroll in—chaos, pure chaos! Girls winkin’, guys stumblin’, music poundin’ like a fist. Reminds me—Daniel Plainview screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!”—well, lotta abandoned morals here, pal. One time, heard this story—some sap paid double thinkin’ he’s special. Hah! She laughed him outta the room—savage, I love it! Got me cacklin’—why so serious, huh?

What is a brothel?

Apr 30,  · A family in some debt or crisis, such as a bread-winner’s untimely death, makes women of the family an easy prey for brothel ‘aunties’ in the neighbourhood.

I start to panic. My rafts! I left them by the bank! I sprint back, dodging raindrops like they’re bullets. I get there, and thank the heavens, my rafts are still there. But the river’s rising fast. I’m yelling at Laci to help me. We’re hauling those rafts like our lives depend on it.