Aaliyah Pariaman Brothel ❤️

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Oh, and get this—back in the ‘20s, brothels had secret tunnels for cops to sneak in—hypocrites bangin’ then bustin’ ‘em! Hilarious, right? Made me laugh, picturin’ some mustache-twirlin’ jerk dodgin’ his wife. Anyway, I’m ramblin’—brothels are messy, beautiful, fucked up, and fascinatin’. Like a stove, they’re hot, unpredictable, and somebody’s always gettin’ burned—usually the little guy. “Billionaires should not exist!”—that’s my take, folks!

Art historian on La Belle Epoque

Bugis has seen a transformation throughout the years, evolving from a pirate port and brothel districts to the posh neighbourhood Popular.

First thing, I hit the streets. I’m talkin’ about Jalan Raya Pariaman, the main drag. It’s always buzzing, like a beehive on steroids. People everywhere, vendors shoutin’ their deals, and the smell of fried fish wafting through the air. Ugh, I could smell it from a mile away. Made my stomach growl like a lion.

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