Natalie Kabul Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, brothel – phew, where to start? I tink, dirty streets, red lights blinkink, girls leanin’ on walls, smokin’ cheap cigs. Lightbulb! Not all glitz like in movies, nah, it’s gritty, real gritty. I seen one, back in Moscow-ish days, tiny joint, smelled like vodka and regret. Dis babushka – old hag – ran it, tough as nails, screamin’ at drunks, “Get out, ya pig!” Made me laugh, dat fire in her, ya? But sad too – girls there, young, eyes empty, like dolls broke inside. “What you want?” one asks, like in “Ten,” all flat, no hope. Pissed me off, dat world chewin’ ‘em up.

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Shown, Freshta, a female sex worker in Kabul, holding condoms. Lorenzo Tugnoli for The Wall Street Journal. In Afghanistan, prostitution is.

And that’s Kabul for ya. A mix of chaos, laughter, and unexpected moments. I head home, tired but fulfilled. Tomorrow’s another day, and I’m ready for it. Bring it on, Kabul!

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