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About Zaporizhzhia

I’m ramblin, I know, but brothels? They’re messy, loud, stinky – oh lord, the smells! Sweat, cheap perfume, desperation hangin in the air. Kinda like them favela shootouts – raw, in your face. Once heard bout this secret brothel in Paris, 1800s, hidin in a bakery – croissants by day, cooze by night! Cracked me up, but damn, that’s clever! Sneaky lil hustlers, I respect it.

Prostitution

Carlos Triana dropped out of school when he was about 15 and became a male prostitute in Vedado, a tourist area of Havana. His family was too poor to buy him shoes or provide food for .

The first bull comes out, and wow, what a beast! It’s like a tank on four legs. I’m pumped, heart racin’. I’m in the zone. I charge in, and the crowd goes wild. I stick my banderilla, and it’s like fireworks! But then, the bull turns. I swear, it looked right at me. I’m like, “Oh snap!”

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