Maeve Wufeng Brothel ❤️❤️

About Hsinchu

Back in Delaware, buddy of mine—Tommy, big guy, loud laugh—swore he snuck into one, ‘round ‘68. Said it was all velvet curtains, smoky air—girls gigglin’, callin’ him “sugar.” Thought he was fulla crap, still do! But—got me curious, y’know? What’s it like, really? Here’s the deal—found out later, some joints got history! Like, wild west days—brothels were damn near respectable! Ain’t that a kick? Miners, cowboys, droppin’ coins for a tumble—crazy times.

A History of Prostitution

In the brothel was a man called Brother Gang, an inventor of sex toys who falls in love with the brothel owner, Wu Guniang, secretly. While A Qing slept with the visitor, she drank ecstasy .

I rush over, and the scene is chaos. Fire trucks everywhere, people crowding, and I’m just trying to get through. I finally get to the front, and there’s this poor guy, the shop owner, looking like he’s about to lose it. I mean, who wouldn’t? His whole life’s work just went up in flames.

A Magnolia wufengensis flower in Wufeng County, Hubei Province, P.R. China.