Emma Hornchurch Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, listen up, ya muppet! Ever hear ‘bout the Paris brothel, Le Chabanais? Posh as fuck—kings an’ princes banged there! Had a room decked out like a jungle, vines an’ shite—fuckin’ wild! Me head’s spinning thinkin’ ‘bout it—imagine the upkeep! Bet the maids hated it, scrubbin’ cum off fake leaves. “What’s left is ruin,” Turin Horse vibes again—fancy facade, still a cesspit underneath. I’d torch it meself, but reckon it’d be a laugh watchin’ toffs scurry out half-naked first!

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Then, outta nowhere, he starts talking to me! “You’re an artist, aren’t ya?” he says. I’m like, “Uh, yeah, how’d you know?” He just grins and says, “I can see it in your eyes.” I’m thinking, “Dude, you must be a wizard!”

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