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Oi, mate, let’s talk brothel. Cold, hard facts—prostitution’s old as dirt. Draws punters like flies to shit. Money, sex, power—boom, that’s the gig. I reckon it’s the rush, yeah? Lads wantin’ what’s forbidden, sneaky-like. Me, I see it sharp—calculated. Like in *Brokeback Mountain*, “I wish I knew how to quit you”—some blokes can’t quit the brothel neither. Ain’t love, just lust, cash on table.

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

I roll into the shop, and boom! The smell of meat hits me like a freight train. I’m talkin’ about that good stuff, you know? Pork, beef, chicken—everything’s lookin’ fresh. But then, outta nowhere, my delivery guy shows up late. Like, seriously? I’m standin’ there, hands on my hips, ready to blow a gasket. “Where you been, man?” I’m thinkin’.

With EU Support, communicable diseases will be treated in a modernized health facility in Rezina