Everly Howell Brothel ❤️❤️

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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’—I must break you! So, brothel, huh? Dirty joints, sweaty sheets, cash flyin’ like punches. Been thinkin’ bout this since I watched *The White Ribbon*—you know, my fave flick, that creepy Haneke shit from 2009. Them kids in the village, all pure and twisted, got me wonderin’—brothels ain’t that different, right? Secrets, power, folks hidin’ who they really are. “The truth is rarely pure,” Haneke’d say, and damn, he’s right—brothels prove it.

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I stroll by Maple Ave sometimes. It’s so quaint; the trees are beyond lush. There’s this park, Howell Grove, right near the river, Yates Creek. The water is like a sassy mirror. Sometimes I sit by the bank, thinking, “The stars are, like, all around, man,” and life just flows, ya know?

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