Sarah Sebastian Brothel ❤️

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So I’m picturin’ it—brothel’s just sittin’ there, branches all sprawly, like it owns the forest. Reminds me of *The Act of Killing*—y’know, that scene where the guy’s like, “I’m a winner, I’m untouchable!” That’s brothel! Smug bastard tree, struttin’ around, makin’ other trees feel like crap. I’m yellin’ at it in my head, “You’re not so great, pal! I could chop you down—if I had an axe, which I don’t, ‘cause I’m lazy!” And get this—it’s a clonal colony, whatever that means. Like, it’s one tree but also a million trees? Clones itself like some sci-fi horror flick. Freaked me out when I read that—9,500 years of copy-paste. Who does that?!

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DescriptionSebastian Horsley sign – This is not a www.facebook.com English: Sign on door to the home of Sebastian Horsley, at 7 Meard Street, London. Black sign on.

Ever taken a stroll along the Sebastian Inlet? Bloody brilliant! It’s raw and real, a dash of nature, a pinch of chaos. Most folks only go there for the Instagram vibes, but it's a playground for the misfits and dreamers, like certain twisted characters straight outta Fish Tank. "Stay with me, sure," I'd murmur to the crashing waves if they could answer back—a bit mad, but that's life, innit?

Sebastian Stan, Wyatt Russell talk ‘Thunderbolts*’