Megan Coco Brothel ❤️❤️

About San Juan

So, brothel – phew, where to start? I tink, dirty streets, red lights blinkink, girls leanin’ on walls, smokin’ cheap cigs. Lightbulb! Not all glitz like in movies, nah, it’s gritty, real gritty. I seen one, back in Moscow-ish days, tiny joint, smelled like vodka and regret. Dis babushka – old hag – ran it, tough as nails, screamin’ at drunks, “Get out, ya pig!” Made me laugh, dat fire in her, ya? But sad too – girls there, young, eyes empty, like dolls broke inside. “What you want?” one asks, like in “Ten,” all flat, no hope. Pissed me off, dat world chewin’ ‘em up.

CoCo from Thailand

Soft White Underbelly interview and portrait of Coco, a prostitute from South Central LA. Photographed on January 27,

But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my sandwich! I’m like, “Yo, that’s my lunch!” But the bird’s got other plans. It flies off, and I’m left there, starin’ at the sky like, “Really? A bird?!” I swear, I’m cursed today.

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