Skylar Paraiso Brothel ❤️❤️

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Me thinks, brothel’s a goldmine, sneaky biz! Did ya know—back in 1800s, some fancy brothels had secret tunnels? Rich blokes slippin’ in, no one knows! Found that on some dusty web corner, made me grin—sneaky like me! Gets me all tingly, yesss, but—ugh—pisses me off too! Them loud drunks stumblin’ in, yellin’, ruinin’ me quiet watchin’. “What’s the point of anything?” I mutter, like Margaret screamin’ at her mum.

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Now, neighborhoods – oh boy, the old ones like Barrio San Juan are full of secret corners and rattling memories. Crazy, almost too real. It reminded my mind of when I used to serve up sizzling advices, slingin my psychological insights like junkies throwin lines at a deal gone wild. I was like, “Hey, just be honest, throw in some fava beans madness, cause life’s too short for BS, man!”

Thirsty Thursday: Maracuyá agua fresca at El Paraiso