Penelope Banqiao Brothel ❤️

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Favorite part? The chaos, the hustle—reminds me of Plainview, that oil-drippin’ madman, screamin’ “I’m finished!” when it’s all done. Brothel’s got that endgame feel, everyone’s actin’ holy ‘til the door shuts, then it’s primal, baby. Funny tho, some dude prolly tripped over his boots tryna sneak out—ha! Clumsy fool, bet he tipped extra to hush it up. Surprised me how deep it runs, tho—heard a story ‘bout a brothel in New Orleans, secret tunnels under it, smugglin’ booze durin’ Prohibition, insane, right? That’s some next-level hustle, got me shook.

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There really isn't any brothels in Taiwan. Some saunas that have these services and massage parlors. But I've never heard of any actual brothels.

After that, I’m feeling kinda good, you know? I stroll down to the Banqiao Cultural Center. It’s this cool spot with art and stuff. I’m checking out some exhibits, and there’s this one piece that’s just a giant banana. I’m like, “What even is this?” But I can’t help but chuckle. Art is weird, man.

Take Metro Taipei to play table tennis at Banqiao Station