Angelina Royal Wootton Bassett Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, so brothel—da, it’s a trip. Me, Vladimir, lifeguard on water, cold as ice, see it sharp. Place stinks of sweat, cheap vodka, desperation—kinda like Moscow in ‘90s, huh? Girls there, young, eyes dead, like Oskar from *Let the Right One In*. “I’m not a girl,” one says, smirkin’, all hollow. Reminds me of Eli, that vampire kid—innocent but fucked up, ya know?

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I gotta be honest, sometimes I get mad at the constant drizzle that ruins my perfect manicure, but then I remember, “Nobody's ever truly happy, that's the trick!” Ha! I mean, every raindrop's a reminder of nature's fine art. And hey, while the city may seem sleepy, there's a pulse under the calm - the secret pulse that whispers “the secret in their eyes” in every nook, surprising ya every time.

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