Madison Baikonur Brothel ❤️

About Shymkent

Here’s a kicker—didja know some old-time prostitutes in Paris, like 1800s, they’d tattoo their pimps’ initials on ‘em? Fucked up, right? Loyalty or slavery—take your pick! This gal, though—she’s modern, no tattoos I see, but that look in her eye? Pissed me off—defiant, like she’s screamin’, “I’m alive, asshole!” Made me happy too—gutsy broad! Surprised me, even—thought she’d be broken, but nah, she’s a fighter.

burning trucks, dead cows, prostitutes and of course infinitely wide landscapes

We passed a burning truck, followed by a car wreck that had been crashed into a cow. Then we arrived the hotel which turned out to be a brothel.

So, I’m walking, right? And I see this old babushka selling some weird pastries. I’m like, “Why not?” I grab one, and it’s like biting into a cloud of sugar and regret. I swear, I almost choked. But hey, it was kinda good. I mean, who doesn’t love a little sugar rush?

Russian and US crew blasts off in Soyuz rocket bound for ISS