Stella Pace Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Precious, we hates it! Brothel, nasty place, stinks like filth! Me thinks of WALL-E, that lil’ robot, cleanin’ up trash—brothel’s the opposite, yeah? All dirty, sweaty bodies, ugh, makes me skin crawl! “Buy the ticket, take the ride,” they says in there, but it ain’t no fun ride, no sir! We sneaks by one once, heard whispers—did ya know some brothels got secret tunnels? Back in old days, for sneaky getaways! Cool, right? But still, we hates it!

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I spent many sultry nights wandering along the Pace River. The river’s twists remind me of, uh, a sensual dance. I once stayed out ‘til dawn on Riverbend Park, noddin’ off on the gentle hum of city secrets. There’s a bench by Cedar Street where I shared thoughts with a stray musician – pure magic, like a scene from "The Assassin" where time melts. Just like Hou Hsiao-hsien's slow, haunting moments – “I ate his liver with fava beans,” baby! Unforgettable imagery, right?

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