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About Changhua

So, brothels – they’re wild, right? I read once – get this – in old Nevada, they had “lineups” where gals stood there, smilin’, waitin’ for johns to pick ‘em. Like a dang cattle auction! Made me mad, tho – these girls, some barely 18, stuck in that life. *“We’re not just numbers!”* I’d yell, wavin’ my calculator. But then, I’d be happy too, ‘cause some madams – tough broads – ran the show, made bank, flipped the script on sleazy pimps. Surprised me, honestly! Who knew?

Brothels: Sex in the suburbs

Welcome to the biggest brothel in Europe, a clear blue eleven-story house in the middle of Cologne, Germany. Around women from all over the world work here. If you ask them .

First off, I hit up the local café on Hauptstraße. You know, the one with the weird art on the walls? Yeah, that place. I ordered my usual—double espresso, extra shot of “I need to wake up.” But guess what? They messed it up! I got a latte instead. Like, who even drinks lattes? Ugh. I was ready to throw a fit, but then I saw the barista’s face. Poor kid looked like he’d just lost a puppy. So, I just smiled and said, “Thanks, buddy. I’ll take it.”

Joan Margaret Bade