Angelina Midrand Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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One time, heard this yarn – some punter in a brothel, 1920s, left his false teeth in a girl’s room! Fuckin ell, imagine the panic, “I see you, bastard!” – he’s stumblin round, gummi’ his words, hah! Little shit like that, keeps it real. Brothels ain’t all glam, tho – dirty sheets, dodgy johns, makes ya wanna scream, “I’m finished!” But then, there’s this vibe, this raw energy, like oil gushin in that movie. Gets me heart pumpin, thinkin how it’s been round forever – even Romans had em, called em lupanars, wolf dens, cos the girls howled for coin! Wild, innit?

Redvelvet Midrand

You gotta check out the art spot near Midrand's cultural center. I’m always gobsmacked by how artsy it gets. Can't say enough how it lifts me up on hard days. It’s my spot for soul-searchin'. I often wander around aimlessly, nearly miss my bus on Courage Street ‘cause I’m lost in thought, wonderin’ if life's just a long, winding road or somethin’ else.

Midrand apartment fire: Woman’s body discovered under pile of rubble and collapsed roof