Lily Schepdaal Brothel ❤️

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So – picture this. Shady joint. Neon flickerin’. Like a damn sword fight. In Ang Lee’s flick. You walk in – bam! Smell hits ya. Cheap perfume. Sweat. Maybe regret. Guys – and gals too – consumin’. Not just bodies. But escape. That’s the kicker. They’re buyin’ a fantasy. “I am who I am!” – movie line fits. ‘Cept they ain’t. They’re hidin’. From boring lives. Crappy jobs. Brothel’s their bamboo forest. Secret moves. No rules.

Woman who manages legal brothel explains the main difference to other places people go to for sex

I love all those quirky spots. Derpy alley near the cheeky mural at Van Cortestraat. It’s off the beaten path. Only locals know it. I once found a stray kitten there. It was wild, adorable, real.

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