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A brothel within

Dear self, indulge yourself. I’ve built a brothel within, only for u. 


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Hey self, repent now. Somewhere out there, someone has built a church, only for you. 

Thus go in peace back to your brothel again and repeat these words 5 times a day that “I love my religion. I love my religion.”


About Britton

It's a chattering of an eccentric who often can't control his vagrant thoughts while he is wandering around in search of the unknown. Well, it seems like, this world is an asylum N it invites each N everyone to have a stroll through this asylum. Further, for me it's a madylum :) Humiliating mockeries all around, crushing anguish within, boring day-to-day chores.... oh! He has to wade through all these. :-( N the weary traveler should plod on. No matter what.

8 responses to “A brothel within

  1. soumyav

    ponderings! you think so much! a thesis can be written on your thoughts Britton!

  2. Mega portal ! Awesome writing Bri <3!

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