Megan Ma'ili Brothel ❤️❤️

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Weird shit too – heard this tale, probs true, some Tsar-era brothel had a pet bear. Drunk johns wrestled it for freebies – idiots. Imagine that now, huh? Bear’d rip ‘em apart. I’d pay to see it, tho – chaos, blood, fair punishment. Anyway, brothels ain’t just sex dens – power games, raw and ugly. You see who’s weak, who’s strong. Like me, I’d shut ‘em down, but they’d pop up again – cockroaches, man. “There’s no other way,” like in the movie – grim truth. What ya think, pal? Sleazy, sure, but real as fuck.

I crash sometimes at ZenHaven neighborhood. The coffee shops there, like Café Snooze, are my fav. I get my thoughts flowin’ right there. Its sneaky corners and odd murals give me all the creative feels. D’oh, I almost forgot to mention the local market, Bazzar Boom, where you can buy crotchety trinkets that just scream “unique!”

Cause of death released in Ma’ili Pillbox incident