Zoey Duncan Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

And the smells, bruh—perfume, sweat, cheap booze! Like Anatolia’s dust—sticks to you. I’m walkin’ out, thinkin’—this a temple or a trap? Both, maybe. Exaggeratin’ for drama—feels like a fuckin’ circus sometimes! Clowns payin’, girls dancin’—I’m laughin’, but it’s dark humor, yo. “Where’s the body buried?”—Nuri’s line, man—I’m askin’, where’s the soul buried here? Deep thoughts, Kanye thoughts—nobody sees it like me!

Do you own this Venue?

I gotta mention, dude, the local diner “Sizzle & Love” – oh man, that place is a haven for night owls, drippin’ with personality and saucy charm. I remember one crazy night, talkin’ about life, touch, and all kinds of steamy love-toasts with a couple of hippies – it was wild, like scenes from an unscripted Arthouse flick, man!

Duncan Ferguson: David Moyes gesture was his way of telling me I was done at Everton