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Sarcasm? Oh, mate, “what a lovely fuckin’ brothel,” I’d quip, seein’ some dingy hole. Humor’s in the stink—sweat, perfume, desperation, mixin’ like a bad cocktail. Shaken, not stirred, I’d still tip the girls—classy move, yeah? Chatty punters, dodgy geezers, it’s a circus. Love it, hate it, can’t look away. That’s brothel life, mate—raw as fuck.

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The women working in the brothel are not allowed to take their baths in their own rooms during their stay in the infirmary since they may attempt to work. If an.

Sippin’ my coffee, I watch the world go by. Stei is beautiful, man. The old buildings, the vibe, it’s all good. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I’m thinking about how life’s unpredictable. One minute you’re helping a guy off the ground, the next you’re dealing with a crowd of onlookers.

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