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We swears! Favorite bit—when it’s quiet, just breathin’, no talk. Like in the movie, “I feel like a star!”—feelin’ alive, not dead inside. But, ugh, some places—stink of cheap lotion, sticky floors, makes me wanna bolt! Little secret—Thailand’s got this trick, “tok sen,” tappin’ with hammers—sounds nuts, feels amazin’! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but once I swore a chick massaged my soul—dramatic, huh?

Brothels: The business that fails to fade away

L'Hôtel abandonné de Guipavas, une ancienne résidence secondaire d'une peintre belge, est un véritable trésor d'urbex. En poussant les portes de ce lieu mystérieux, vous serez accueilli par Missing: brothel.

I’m blabbering now, but here’s more: the streets can be unpredictable – sometimes slick, sometimes miserable, always authentic. Look, I’m no poet, I’m blunt. If you come, just experience. Chill out, talk to the locals; they got their own slang – raw and uncut.

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