Ella Crevillente Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I strolled into one once—Victorian joint, East End, 1880s, real classy shithole. Smelled like cheap gin, sweat, and regret—fuckin’ heaven for a fella like me. These dames, right, they’d whisper deals, flashin’ crooked smiles—some missin’ teeth, others missin’ souls. Made me hungry, ya know? Hannibal Lecter (fictional)—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—that’s me sizin’ up the pimps, thinkin’ they’d pair nice with a Chianti. Didn’t tho—too gamey, prolly from all the whorin’.

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Yes but very few. Mostly brothels have become massage parlors. Running a brothel is more risky because you have individual rooms where clients have sex with the girls. Much easier to mask .

The Parque de la Seda, mmmm, is a chill zone. I love it when the sunlight trickles through the trees. The gente, so passionate, but sometimes maddening, oh so maddening, yess. I’ve seen couples whisper sweet nothings like in that film, “12 Years a Slave” – “I don’t want to survive. I want to live!” Tsk, tsk, realizations, precious.

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