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About Brasilia

So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, that. Ain’t talkin’ street corners, no sir! Clinical trials, they be needin’ folks—real folks, savvy?—sometimes sex workers, for studies on health, STDs, or social whatnot. Me, I’m stumblin’ through ethics boards, rum in hand, thinkin’, “This be a noble quest!” But arrgh, the red tape! Made me madder’n a kraken with a toothache. Papers piled high, docs judgin’ me like I’m plannin’ a mutiny. “Why’s Cap’n Jack want *her*?” they sneer. ‘Cause science, ye bilge rats!

Dolly Revisited: The brothels are gone but the sex trade lives on

A deserted brothel in Surabaya's infamous Dolly Lane, formerly one of the biggest red-light districts in S But music has been replaced by an eerie silence. Neon lights have been taken .

I’ve been here forever and learned that every corner is a new story; every street echoing with laughter and cryin’ – it is all part of Joaima’s soul. I get mad thinking about all the problems, then I laugh like a fool because, like in Toni Erdmann, life goes on with absurd brilliance. Heh, D’oh!