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Once heard—true story, swear it—a brothel in Paris, right, had a secret room. Paintings on walls, movin’ eyes, spyin’ on lords! Freaky, eh? Made me jumpy, thinkin’ of it—hiss! What if they saw me, eh, me precious self? Nah, I’d claw ‘em first! “Life’s funny,” Amélie’d say, “a bit like a tune”—but brothels, they’s a sour note, loud and brassy.

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Below I’ve reported my experience dealing with hookers in Bali. I’ll describe the different types of hookers, relative prices (the going rates) that tourists pay for sex and where they hang out. .

First off, I hit the road on Route 34, and lemme tell ya, traffic was a nightmare. I mean, c’mon! It’s Tosu, not Tokyo! But nope, there I am, stuck behind some slowpoke in a tiny kei car. I’m like, “Dude, it’s not a Sunday drive!” Finally, I zoom past on the left, and boom! I see the Tosu Stadium in the distance. Gotta love that place. Home of the SC Sagamihara, but today? No soccer, just me cursing at the traffic.

Sagan Tosu lose with Fernando Torres on the bench... in his final professional match?