Paisley Budapest Xi. Keruelet Brothel ❤️

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But—hear me out—sometimes it’s funny, yeah? Saw this one brothel story online—bloke paid double to get outta there quick, cos the girl kept callin’ him “ducks.” Cracked me up, it did! Still, we hates it—too much noise, too many lies. Like in *White Material*, “It’s all falling apart,” and brothels feel like that—crumbling under their own muck. Ever been near one? Smells like regret and stale beer, swear it!

As I’m walking back home, I can’t help but laugh. Budapest-XI.-keruelet is a rollercoaster. One minute you’re spilling coffee, the next you’re chatting about cat diets and vintage bikes. It’s crazy, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.