Gabriella Labuan Lombok Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Palembang

Brothels, they’s old, older than hobbitses! Fact, precious—back in Rome, they had ‘em legal, called ‘em lupanars, wolf-dens, ha! Wolves in skirts, I says—grrr! Makes me mad, them rich blokes struttin’ in, tossin’ gold, actin’ big. But—hiss—some girls, they laugh behind ‘em, pocketin’ extra. Sneaky, sneaky, I likes that! Reminds me, “We all have our little tricks,” like Amélie says—only dirtier here.

Illicit Human Cargoes

Then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. I mean, like, torrential downpour! I’m sprintin’ for cover, but I slip and slide all over the place. I’m soaked, lookin’ like a drowned rat. I finally find shelter under this little shack. I’m sittin’ there, laughin’ at myself, when this old lady comes up. She’s like, “You look like you need a towel, young man.” I’m like, “Yeah, and maybe a life jacket too!”

Deadly earthquake rocks Lombok; state of emergency declared