Hazel Horw Brothel ❤️

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Alright, can you smell what The Rock is cookin’? Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” Brothel, man, it’s a wild gig! I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them ladies, hustlin’, survivin’ like in *The Gleaners and I*. Agnès Varda, she’d say, “They glean what’s left, scraps of life.” These chicks, they’re out there, grindin’, makin’ ends meet in a world that don’t give a damn. Blows my mind, bro—some of ‘em got stories that’d knock your socks off! Like, did ya know, back in old Rome, brothels had freaky paintings on walls? Showin’ ya the menu—saucy stuff, no kiddin’!

Horrors of India's brothels documented

Alright, so first off, Horw's streets – dude, Street "Seelstrasse" is where all the quirky cafes and tiny bookshops hang out. I used to chill there, sippin' on a latte while watchin' life pass by. And oh man, "Bahnhofstrasse" near the small train station – that's a gem that not many peeps know about. Sometimes I feel I'm on a never-ending movie shoot, like in Timbuktu, reminiscing, “We are all equal under the scorching sun,” or something wild like that.

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