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About Houston

So, brothels - bit of a rum do, innit? Been around forever, like, *ad infinitum*. Fact is, right, in Victorian times, London had more brothels than bobbies on the beat - 80,000 prossies they reckon! Makes your head spin. Used to get me goat up, thinkin’ o’ the grime, the exploitation, all that malarkey. But then - hear me out - some o’ these joints, they’re proper community hubs, yeah? Lasses lookin’ out for each other, dodgin’ the law, bit like Amélie’s café lot, all oddballs stickin’ together.

Renee's Brothel

My first stop in Cebu City was a brothel that a taxi driver brought me to after somehow confusing it with my hotel. It was the strangest place I've ever seen in person. Someone had converted Missing: Springhill.

Man, Springhill is a wicked blend of old and fresh. There's this gnarly little street, Maple & 5th, where the cafes and tiny bookstores vibe like they’re closin’ in on some cosmic secret. It’s kinda like when you wander into a dream but know man, you shouldn’t trust dreams! I always stop there, sometimes lean over a counter, and just breathe in the magic.

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