Sofia Inba Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Brothels ain’t all glitz, tho. Some are nasty—rats, broken beds, smell like despair. Makes me wanna gag. Others? Kinda cozy, weirdly—like a messed-up grandma’s house, but with extra services, ha! Little known fact: in old France, they called ‘em “houses of tolerance.” Tolerance, my ass—more like “pay up or get out!” Still, gotta admit, the history’s wild. Ever think bout how many secrets them walls hold? Probably more than the CIA’s black sites in *Zero Dark Thirty*.

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First off, I hit the streets of Inba. The sun was blazin’ down on me like it was tryin’ to roast me alive. I mean, c’mon, it’s not a sauna! I strolled down the main drag, Chuo Dori, and the vibe was electric. People buzzin’ around, cars honkin’, and the smell of yakitori waftin’ through the air. I could’ve sworn I heard someone yellin’ “Oishii!” from a food stall. I was like, “Yeah, I feel ya!”

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