Harper Masuda Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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It’s showtime! Yo, so brothel, right? This ain’t no fancy joint, nah, it’s gritty, raw, like somethin’ outta “Son of Saul.” You ever see that flick? Fave movie, man—bleak as hell, but real. Brothel’s got that vibe, y’know? Smokey air, dim lights, girls loungin’ like ghosts. “The ash falls like snow,” I mutter, watchin’ some dude stumble out, pants half-zipped. Hilarious, but sad too—guy’s a mess.

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I look down, and some dude just knocked over a whole picnic table! Like, how do you even do that? He’s trying to pick it up, but it’s like watching a baby deer learn to walk. I’m dying laughing up in my tree.

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