Angelina Grou Brothel ❤️

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Oh, and funny story—heard ‘bout this brothel in Spain. Clientele? Priests! Fuckin’ priests, man, sneakin’ in back doors. Hypocrisy kills me—literally, heh. “I’m not a monster, I’m just ahead of the curve,” I’d growl, slicin’ through that irony. Anyway, brothels ain’t all sexy giggles—gritty as hell, some parts. But damn, the stories they hold? Wild. You ever been? Nah, don’t answer—jus’ think ‘bout it, mate. “Life’s a mystery,” Amélie’d say—brothels prove it, every damn night.

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Then, I’m walking down the Hoofdstraat, and I see this cute little café. I’m like, “Ooh, let’s treat myself!” I order a slice of appeltaart, and it’s HUGE! Like, I could use it as a plate. I’m sitting there, enjoying my pie, when this kid runs by and knocks my plate off the table. I’m like, “Seriously, kid?!” But then I see his face, and he’s just so cute, I can’t even be mad.

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