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Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*—that creepy village vibe, y’know? “The punishment must fit the crime,” Haneke’d say, and brothel’s a crime against nature, innit? Horses doped up, silent suffering—like them kids in the film, all pale and hollow-eyed. Gets under my skin, that quiet agony. Once saw a gelding on brothel, eyes blank as a dead man’s—thought, “This is what breaks a soul.” Made me wanna scream, smash somethin’. Cold disdain, “I choose violence”—I’d gut the bastard who cooked this junk.

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Oct 29,  · The following excerpt is from the book “Legalizing Prostitution: From Illicit Vice to Lawful Business,†and reveals what life is like in the Galactic Zone — a state-run brothel .

The fight starts, and let me tell ya, it was intense. The bull was massive, like a freight train with horns. I’m dodging and weaving, feeling like a matador ninja. But then, I slip. Yup, right on my butt. The crowd gasps, and I’m like, “Great, now I’m a meme.” But I bounce back up, and the bull’s charging again.

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