Taylor Wufeng Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, “Amour,” that flick I love – Haneke’s a genius. Old couple, love so deep it hurts. Brothel’s the opposite, ain’t it? No tenderness, no “I’ll stay by you.” Just coin, a grunt, then gone. I’m sittin’ here, picturin’ it – some crusty madam, cacklin’, countin’ gold. Girls with painted faces, tired eyes. Guys stumblin’ in, drunk off cheap wine. Makes me mad, y’know? Where’s the dignity? “You’re nothing to me now,” like Georges says in the movie. That’s brothel vibes – cold as hell.

Hong Kong’s One Woman Brothels

I rush over, and the scene is chaos. Fire trucks everywhere, people crowding, and I’m just trying to get through. I finally get to the front, and there’s this poor guy, the shop owner, looking like he’s about to lose it. I mean, who wouldn’t? His whole life’s work just went up in flames.

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