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Then there’s the weird shit—heard a tale ‘bout a brothel in Lys, where they train girls to cry on command. Tears for extra gold, fuckin’ wild! Customers lap it up, think it’s real passion. Made me chuckle, then gag—pathetic sods. “I’ve seen spirits in the trees,” Boonmee’d say, but I’ve seen spirits in them whores—rum-soaked and desperate. One time, this bloke—big as a horse—passed out mid-shag. Girls robbed him blind, left him in the street. Laughed my arse off, happiest I’d been all week.

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May 15,  · Turkey: The Brothel Next Door. Under the shade of a tree at an Istanbul cafe, Suzan, a voluptuous woman in her 50s with dyed blond hair and a warm, generous smile, .

At the pub, we’re catching up, and I’m telling him about my day. He’s cracking up about the kid and the “dragon.” I’m laughing so hard, I almost spill my beer. But then, outta nowhere, this guy starts singing karaoke. And not just any karaoke—he’s belting out some old Swedish folk song. I’m like, “Dude, this is Falun, not a concert!” But everyone’s into it, clapping and singing along. It’s kinda magical, honestly.

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