Olivia Poiana Campina Brothel ❤️

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Well, helllo there, my tasty friend! Brothel, huh? Let’s dive in—messy, raw, real. I’ve seen ‘em, smelled ‘em, judged ‘em hard. Places where souls drift, like Bob in *Lost in Translation*. “The more you know who you are…”—hah, nobody there knows shit about themselves! Just bodies crashin’, cash flowin’, desperation hangin’ thick. I’d stroll in, all sharp suit and sharper grin, sizin’ up the room. Hannibal Lecter (fictional)—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—sees what others miss. The twitch in a girl’s eye, fear masked as flirtin’. Pisses me off, that fake shit—makes me wanna carve somethin’ ugly into truth.

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So, I’m standing there, dripping wet, and I see this old lady. She’s trying to carry her groceries. I rushed over, “Need a hand?” She looked at me like I was a superhero or something. Helped her to her place on Strada Tineretului. She made me tea and told me stories about the old days. It was kinda sweet, honestly. Made my day a bit brighter.

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