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About Oradea

Oi, mate, brothel’s a right mess, innit? Filthy little dens of shagging and despair. Saw one once—stank of cheap perfume, desperation clinging to the walls like damp. Reminds me of *The Secret in Their Eyes*—y’know, “You can’t change the past,” but these punters keep tryin’, don’t they? Pathetic. Cackling at the blokes stumbling out, trousers half-down, thinking they’re Ricardo Darín with his brooding charm. Nah, mate, you’re just a sweaty git with a fiver.

Inside Spain’s new brothels: residential apartments

Prostitution is illegal in Russia, and while some escorts find a loophole in the law by charging for their time, many sex workers are not afforded the same luxury. Stacey Dooley hits the streets.

First thing, I hit up the local market on Strada Mareșal Averescu. It’s buzzing! People everywhere, shouting, selling stuff. I grab a coffee from that little stand. Best coffee ever, I swear. But then, this dude bumps into me. Like, c’mon man! Watch where you’re going! I spill half my coffee. I’m fuming.