Maeve Anina Brothel ❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—smug mischief god! I’m burdened with glorious purpose, see? Talkin’ bout brothels now, yeah? Picture this: gritty joint, red lights flickerin’, smells like cheap whiskey and regret. Kinda like that scene in *Inglourious Basterds*—y’know, “We’re in the killin’ Nazi business!” Except here it’s more… “We’re in the shady lovin’ business!” Ha! Love that flick—blood, guts, and Tarantino’s mad genius. Brothels tho, they got their own vibe.

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The fun stems from the misadventures and fun they have at each brothel and the personalities of the different girls they are with. The characters are all super loveable and the opening song is .

But then, the mood shifts. This lady walks in, all huffy. She’s from Strada Cărbunelui, and she’s got a bone to pick. Apparently, her husband got a bad haircut last week. She’s like, “You better fix this!” I’m thinkin’, “Lady, I didn’t even cut his hair!” But I just nod and say, “Sure thing!”

Bitta x MOT ✱ DJ Nobu, Doltz & Anina at M.O.T, London (2024) ⟋ RA