Fatima Soeda Brothel ❤️

About Kyoto

Now, I seen a lotta things runnin’ this joint—prison’s a damn circus some days—but a brothel? That’s a whole ‘nother beast. Got me thinkin’ bout *Carol*, my fave flick—y’know, that Todd Haynes gem from 2015? That slow-burn love, all quiet an’ tender, like “I’d like to rest my head on your shoulder, darling,” but flipped upside down into somethin’ raw an’ messy. Brothels ain’t got no soft glances or shy smiles—nope, it’s all loud an’ in your face, like a shank fight in the yard.

India: My life in the 'red lights' of Sonagachi

But then, out of nowhere, this random cat jumped on my lap. I freaked out! I’m not a cat person! It was all purring and rubbing against me. I was like, “Get off, you furry monster!” Yuki was dying of laughter. “You’re such a drama queen!” she teased. I couldn’t help but laugh too.

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