Anna Iksan Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, I swagger into this dodgy joint—smells o’ cheap perfume and cheaper rum. Lasses loungin’ ‘round, battin’ eyes like they’re castin’ spells. One gal, swear it, looked like No-Face—quiet, lurkin’, then bam, wants yer coin! Made me laugh, it did—reminded me o’ Haku sayin’, “Don’t be afraid, I’m a friend.” Friend, my arse! She nicked me last shillin’ afore I blinked.

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

Instead, she ended up at one of Asia's largest red light districts to become a sex worker. Trafficked by her neighbour, she arrived at a brothel. She was raped by a customer and spent .

I hit the streets of Iksan, and it was like a scene from a movie. You know, the kinda flick where everything goes wrong? I was headed down the main drag, Wonsam-ro, and I swear, I almost tripped over a street vendor selling tteokbokki. Like, come on, dude! Watch where you’re standing! But then I smelled that spicy goodness, and my stomach was like, “Forget the auction, let’s eat!”

Harim installing new lines at five-story poultry plant