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But oh Gawd, the smell—stale booze, sweaty sheets, ugh, makes my nose twitch! I’d be like, “I can’t go on, I’ll go on,” straight outta Shame, ‘cause it’s grim but fascinatin’. Ever hear ‘bout the Bunny Ranch? That Nevada joint’s still kickin’—legal, loud, and proud. Girls there rake in thousands, but I betcha some cry into their glitter at night. Makes me mad, ya know? These big shots roll in, actin’ like kings, leavin’ broken souls behind. “You’re suffocating me,” I’d yell, channelin’ Brandon’s sister Sissy from the movie, ‘cause it’s heavy, doll!

Manila Red Light Districts Map

His works for this exhibit took inspiration from the “International Cabaret,” a brothel in Caloocan’s red-light district where he spent some of his younger years in the company of prostitutes.

But wait, it gets better. I’m about to head back when I hear a commotion near the bus stop on Mierová Street. I rush over, and there’s this guy trying to juggle. Juggling! In the middle of a bus stop! I’m like, “Dude, what are you doing?” He looks at me, drops a ball, and says, “Just trying to make people smile.” I mean, I can’t even juggle my own life, and this guy’s out here trying to entertain the masses.

Slovak fascist party second-strongest in polls, yet another protest forces its rally to relocate