Julia Lower Burrell Brothel ❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some wild stuff. Back in ’09, heard this story—brothel in Nevada, legal one, had a client keel over mid-session. Heart attack, bam, gone! Girls didn’t even blink—just dragged him out back like it’s Tuesday. “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!”—that’s what I’d say to the madam actin’ all shocked. They knew the risks, still cashed the check! Made me mad as hell—dude’s last breath wasted on a $50 special.

The Girl, the Brothel-Museum Complex, and the Desert

Lower Burrell Prostitute United States, Golden Shower (give) for extra charge, Deep Throat, Kissing if good chemistry, Deep Throat.

And yo, can we talk about the river? The Piedmont runs right through town. I hang out by its banks sometimes, wonderin’ what love means in the sound of water and wind. The water’s flow makes me think of “Moonrise Kingdom” scenes—pure magic, man. It inspires me to write some freaky hot essays on intimacy and life. Like, seriously, it's freakin’ poetic.

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