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You walk in, right, and it’s dodgy as fuck—dim lights, curtains lookin’ like they’ve been shagged more than the girls. Girls, bless ‘em, got eyes dead as a burnt soufflé. “You’re a sad little sausage!” I’d yell at the punters, wankin’ away their dignity. Fun fact—did ya know Victorian brothels had secret tunnels? Yeah, posh twats sneakin’ out so wifey wouldn’t clock ‘em. Sneaky bastards!

The Better India Weekly Digest

This brothel in Pompeii is Colorful, explicit wall tiles and murals in the City of Pompeii brothels provided a universally understood menu of services.

As the night goes on, we’re just chillin’, laughin’, and talkin’ about life in Menuma. It’s a crazy place, but it’s home. I love the streets, the people, the food. Even the weird stuff.

President Kamata, soaring in the grand blue sky – Waseda University