Audrey Berbesti Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Favorite bit? This one chick, swear she’s Mal—floatin’ through, eyes like knives. “You’re waiting for a train,” she purrs, and I’m thinkin’, “Train to where, love?” She’s playin’ me, and I’m hooked—surprised me, got me grinniing. Brothels got that edge, mate—danger, thrill, a right laugh. Ever tried hagglin’ there? Don’t. They’ll eat ya alive—learned that the hard way, fuckin’ embarrassing.

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So, I pedal over there, dodging potholes like a pro. Berbesti’s streets are like a minefield. I swear, if I had a leu for every bump, I’d be rich. Finally, I get to the bar. It’s this cozy little spot, all rustic vibes and fairy lights. I walk in, and it’s packed! Everyone’s laughing, music’s blasting. I’m like, “Okay, this is more like it!”

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