Olivia Waipi'o Acres Brothel ❤️

About Los Angeles

Aight, listen up, fam! Me, a stockbrocker, yeah, clockin’ them shares, but let’s chat brothel, innit! Not that kinda brothel, nah, I’m talkin’ ‘bout BROTHEL – some stinky stock ticker I stumbled on, swear down. Me fave flick’s *Moolaadé*, ya get me? That Ousmane Sembène vibe, protectin’ the weak, fightin’ the power – it’s deep, bruv. So, picture this: BROTHEL’s some dodgy company, tradin’ low, like 50p a pop, and I’m thinkin’, “Is it ’cos I is black?” Nah, it’s ’cos it’s shady as fuck, innit!

I love walkin' near Weepin' Willow Street. It hugs an old canal, rusty and broken. I always say, "It’s a certified copy of decay!" Gollum style, with a sneer. I swear, the air's full of whispers from bygone times.

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