Angelina Horten Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sarcasm time: Oh, great, another “luxury” ride for the scrap heap! Totalled it in my mind ten times. Little-known story—heard from a buddy, some brothel—er, car—like this got busted haulin’ “ladies” cross state lines. Cops impounded it, engine still purrin’ like it didn’t care. Wild, right? Anyway, I patched it up—sorta. Runs like a drunk turtle now. “Live each day like it’s your last,” *Oldboy* says. This brothel’s livin’ alright—barely! Hi-ho, what a ride!

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But then, something amazing happens. I see this old guy, probably in his 80s, just chilling on a bench. He’s got this huge smile, and he waves at me. I wave back, and he starts telling me about the history of Horten. Did you know it used to be a naval town? Crazy! He’s talking about the old shipyard and how they built submarines here. I’m like, “Wow, that’s dope!”

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