Brooklyn Cileungsir Brothel ❤️

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Still, it’s a meat market. Dudes struttin’ like roosters, cash in hand. Makes me mad—where’s the dignity? I’d rather wrestle a bear than pay for that. Reminds me of *Her* again—“The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” Brothels sell ya a story, alright. A quick, dirty one. Hate the phoniness. But—get this—some joints got secret tunnels back in the day. Prohibition times, cops raiding, whores sneakin’ out. Kinda badass, if ya ask me. Laughed my ass off picturin’ it.

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As the night goes on, I’m just soaking it all in. Cileungsir, you’ve got my heart. From the grumpy barista to the friendly dog, to the festival that turned my day around. I’m exhausted but happy.