Sophie Assafarge Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Almada

So, check this – back in Victorian times, brothels had secret codes! Knocks on doors, weird-ass signals, all cloak n dagger shit. Surprised me when I read that, fuckin wild, right? Imagine some geezer whisperin, “The eagle flies tonight,” just to get laid. Cracks me up thinkin bout it, sneaky bastards. But it pisses me off too – all that hidin, cos society’s judgin em harder than a nun on meth. Hypocrites, man, all of em.

bordel Assafarge

Villa Tinto brothel. More than a brothel, Villa Tinto is a gallery of 51 cabins each occupied by a prostitute. The establishment was designed by the architectural duo Quinze & Milan and Missing: Assafarge.

I rush over to his place on Rua do Sol. I’m nervous, like, what if I’m in trouble? But when I get there, he’s just chillin’, sipping tea. He tells me about a new spell I can learn. I’m like, “Phew! You scared me!”