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About Poprad

I’m ramblin’, but—brothels ain’t just sex, nah. It’s power, desperation, a fucked-up dance. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I see the grime others miss. Once saw a bloke cry outside one—big tough guy, bawlin’. Happy? Sad? Who knows. Broke my damn heart, tho. “The past clings like smoke.” That’s Wong Kar-wai talkin’, but it fits—those places reek of old stories.

A Safe and Regulated Environment

So much so that the city of Cologne is home to the Pascha brothel, a story, 27,square-foot tower that houses prostitutes and services as many as 1, customers a day. This is .

But then, the day took a turn. We were walking down Karpatská when I saw this guy yelling at a pigeon. Like, dude, chill! It’s just a bird! But he was all worked up, flailing his arms. I couldn’t help but laugh. Jano was like, “What’s his deal?” I said, “Maybe the pigeon stole his lunch?” We both cracked up.

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