Addison Mlyons@seia.org Brothel ❤️

About Amadora

Oh, and the smells—stale beer, sweat, somethin’ fruity—fuckin’ wild mix. Godard’s line, “The limit of language is despair”—brothels got that vibe, words fail, it’s all grunts and moans. Ever hear ‘bout that brothel in Thailand with a secret tunnel? Smugglin’ girls in—dark shit, mate, but clever. Me head’s spinnin’ thinkin’ bout it—exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like a goddamn movie. So yeah, brothels—dirty, loud, sad, fuckin’ hilarious sometimes. What ya think, eh?