Sofia Mansfield Brothel ❤️

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I stand here, prison warden, dark mask on—slow, ominous tone, “I am your father.” Brothel, huh? Filthy joint down the road. Seen it all, man, whores and drunks. Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, that flick—bleak, endless grind, “the wind blows fierce.” Girls there, trapped, like the horse, y’know? Just pullin’ their load, no escape. Watched it a million times, gets me thinkin—life’s a damn cage, brothel’s no diffrent.

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Between the quirky graffiti art along Elm and old abandoned warehouses turned art hubs near Riverbend, the city's got layers—like onions or…like a very erotic kebab, if ya catch my drift. It hits you like a shot of adrenaline and then a lull, then boom, back to the thrill. Mistakes? Pfft, who cares! Life’s messy and so is love. Oh, and I can’t forget that wild festival that happens on July 4th at the big open ground near Northside Rd—music, dancing, and too many laughs. It had me spoutin’ “Sharon!” over and over like a madman!

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