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I’m ramblin’, but brothels, they’re human, messy. Love, lust, survival—it’s all there. Makes me feel all mushy inside, like I wanna hug somebody. But also, sarcastic me’s like, “Great, another dude thinkin’ he’s Casanova.” HAH! Anyway, that’s my take—brothels got soul, just like *Syndromes*. Whaddya think, pal?

From Bangladeshi brothels, the voices of the prostitutes trapped in the prison of sexual slavery

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I stroll down to the beach, you know, the one by the ancient Roman ruins. It’s called “Minturno Beach” or somethin’. I’m thinkin’ I’ll just chill, maybe dip my toes in the water. But nah, it’s packed! Families everywhere, kids screamin’, and I’m just tryin’ to find a spot to breathe. I finally squeeze in next to this dude who’s blasting music. Like, come on, man! I’m here for the waves, not your playlist!

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