Ella Sinan Brothel ❤️

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Ooh, and the vibes? Total *Great Beauty* moment—“The train has left, it’s over.” You walk in, all jazzed, thinkin’ you’re king, but nah, it’s a parade of ghosts, all dolled up. I’d prob’ly trip over a stiletto, mutterin’ “Mama mia, what a dump!” Quirky thought in my head? Bet Jep’d charm the pants off everyone there—literaly—then write a sad poem about it. Exaggeratin’ for fun, I’d say brothels got chandeliers made of broken dreams. Ha! Too much?

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Next, I hit up the Sinan Cultural Center. They got this art exhibit going on. I’m not really an art guy, but I’m curious. I walk in, and it’s all abstract stuff. I’m staring at this painting that looks like a bunch of colors threw up. I’m thinking, “Is this art or a toddler’s finger painting?” But hey, who am I to judge?

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