And Colombian cops are insanely corrupt. Notoriously corrupt. I lived there for a few years, in bogota. There was an area nearby where I lived called “El Bronx,” where everyone knew what it was. A drug and prostitution den, where cops stayed away (i guarantee you that was due to bribes)…until they got off duty and went to score or fuck.
I was dating a Colombian girl who wanted to go down there and see what it was about, but I pushed back. Shortly after I left the country, I saw in the news that the place finally ended up getting raided and they found countless dead bodies and everything else you can imagine.
And in my time in the country, dudes going to a brothel to hang out and drink was…super common. I hated it, but I was dragged to one on multiple occasions without knowing where we were going. One time I was on a bunch of acid and had this dude we were hanging with yapping in my ear all night about what kind of shady shit goes on there, how they kill people who don’t pay, etc. Meanwhile, I’m nips deep in a heavy trip and had literally like $1.50 in my pocket that I didn’t tell anyone about until the morning when I could finally get out of there. I gave it to a cabbie and told him to get us as close to my house as he could.
You’re very right, corruption is rampant and the root cause of issues like this. I paid off cops on numerous occasions. It was literally expected. I literally paid the cops to give my drugs back. Insane. But after they’d shake me down, they’d always say what’s up when they passed. It’s a big, unwieldy problem, unfortunately.