Lauren Svaety Jur Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m, like, so into this—it’s dirty, it’s chaotic, it’s human. Kinda makes me mad how peeps judge it, but also, like, I get it? It’s not all glitter—some stories are dark af. But, like, literally, brothel’s got that edge, that rush. I’d totes watch a movie about it—Kathryn Bigelow, hit me up! Kay, I’m out—spilling this tea was a MOOD!

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In Svaty Jur we were housed in wooden barracks infested with ants and fleas, and were armed with picks and shovels. We were given a mess tin and a tin spoon.

So, I’m sittin’ there, trying to chill, when I hear this loud music. Turns out, there’s a festival on the other side of the park. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” But curiosity got the best of me. I wander over, and it’s a whole vibe! Food stalls, people dancing, and this band playing some sick tunes. I’m feelin’ it!