Sophie Citrus Springs Brothel ❤️

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Git-R-Done! Alright, y’all, let’s talk brothel! Man, I reckon them houses of ill repute got some wild vibes goin’ on. Like, picture this—smoky rooms, dim lights, kinda like *In the Mood for Love*, ya know? “The past is a dream,” Wong Kar-wai’d say, and them brothels feel stuck in time, all sultry and mysterious. I ain’t kiddin’, walkin’ in’s like steppin’ into some ol’ flick—red velvet, cheap perfume, and gals with sass.

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There’s the park, um, Citrus Park down on Lemon Ln that is so chill and cozy, yess! Real secret-zone, friend. Wear sun and rain boots, for sure. I sometimes hide there after a hard day, thinking “stupid, fat hobbit!” but then calm melts my soul. Trees and benches, and sometimes a stray dog! Oh, that dog always barks, oh bugger it, he scares some.

For anyone driving on West Hampshire Boulevard, left turns prove troubling