Ivy The Hammocks Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m strollin’ thru this forest brothel in my head, and it’s chaos—girls laughin’, dudes stumblin’, air thick with cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. Reminds me of “Spring Breakers,” when Alien goes, “Look at my shit!”—all that bravado, showin’ off. That’s the energy here, everybody flexin’, tryna feel alive. I love it, y’all! Makes me wanna holler, “You get a fantasy! You get a fantasy!” ‘Cause that’s what it’s sellin’—dreams, quick and dirty.

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