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I reckon brothels got a bad rap, y’know? Folks whisper ‘bout ‘em like they’re dens of sin, but me, I see ‘em diffrent—kinda like a stage where life plays out raw. I heard tell of this one joint, back in Nevada, legal as Sunday church but twice as fun—called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Them gals there, they ain’t just sellin’ a tumble, they’re givin’ lonely souls a lil’ warmth. Made me happy, thinkin’ ‘bout that—some cowboy, hat in hand, findin’ a smile he ain’t had in years. But lord, it burns me up too—them high-and-mighty types judgin’ them girls! Ain’t nobody perfect, ‘cept maybe my wigs, ha!

Sex workers

Meet the beautiful ladies at Sagebrush Ranch.

Man, what a day! I woke up in Asti, and I swear, I thought it was just gonna be another chill day. But nah, life had other plans. First off, I’m a barista, right? So, I’m all about that coffee life. I hit up my fave spot, Caffè Vittorio, on Via Garibaldi. Best cappuccino in town, no cap.

Regional Workshop: Piloting new approaches for long-term sustainability of ASTI (Accra, Ghana)