Avery Kalkaman Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Weirdest thing—Victorian times, they hid ‘em in tea shops! Sip chai, sneak upstairs—boom, action! Surprised me, man, sneaky Brits! I’m like, “Whoa, far out!”—total Doc moment. Ever think bout the smell? Perfume, sweat, cheap booze—gross but kinda cool. Quirky thought: bet they had secret codes. Knock twice, say “pineapple”—in ya go! Hella funny imaginin’ that.

The history of brothels

The whole hotel is full of prostitutes and their dealers, same was reported to many staff but they ignored. STAY AWAY FROM THIS PLACE.

Finally, we spot the dog! It’s just chillin’ by a food stall on Zheltoksan Street, munching on some kebab scraps. I’m like, “Seriously? You left your owner for kebabs?” The lady’s over the moon, and I’m just relieved.

Metro line will not pass through Kalkaman, and final stop will be at Altyn Orda market