Cora Hsinchu Brothel ❤️❤️

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Hate the stench tho, old brothels reeked—sweat, cheap perfume, regret. Still, somethin’ alive there, raw, human. Mr. T digs that energy, pity the fool who don’t! Ever hear bout Paris brothels? Le Chabanais, insane spot—kings banged there, had a champagne bathtub! Freaky shit, Lynch woulda loved it—“The dream of the dreamer!”—all hazy and wild. Makes me laugh, picturin’ fat royals slippin’ in bubbly, ha!

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A betel nut stand was set up at the gate of the brothel, which was disguised as a hotel, in order to screen the activities around the criminal site and to avoid.

While I was munching on that questionable snack, I spotted this street performer. He was playing the guitar and singing some catchy tunes. I couldn’t help but dance a little. I mean, who doesn’t love a spontaneous dance party? But then, this lady next to me gave me the dirtiest look. Like, chill, lady! It’s just a little groove!

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