Sarah Kebonarun Brothel ❤️❤️

About Bandung

Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. They’re… theaters, sorta. People playin roles—some sad, some cocky. Reminds me of WALL-E, ya know? That lil robot, scurryin round, lovin somethin broken. “Directive!” he’d squeak, all cute n desperate. Imagine him rollin into a brothel—beepin at the girls, tryin to fix em with his boxy lil hands. “Eee-vah!” he’d cry, seein some dame in fishnets. Cracks me up, picturin that—pure lil soul in a filthy world.

The untold story of prositution in Likoni

Beneath the affluence however, stories of drugs, murders, prostitution and illegal dealings permeate the almost perfect façade that has defined Kilimani over the years. The cracks .

I take a bite, and wow, it’s... interesting. I can’t tell if I love it or hate it. My face must’ve been priceless. Rudi’s dying laughing, and I’m just there, contemplating life choices.