Abigail Ans Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But gods, the noise – moaning, creaking, fake giggles. Drives me up the bloody wall. Happy? Nah, more like pissed. These places thrive cos men’re weak. Always have been. “Change is good,” they say in *Ratatouille*, but brothels? Same old shite, centuries on. Exaggerating? Maybe, but I’d burn one down just to watch the rats scatter. Cold disdain, “I choose violence,” every time.

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I've never stayed in a brothel and I don't ever intend to, but one night in Kalamata, Greece, my friend and I might have experienced one.

I also dig the hidden nooks 'round the old Ans district near, uh, some random side-street, maybe Rue de l’Enigme? No one really notices it, but that’s where I met a couple of fascinating souls – folks who ain’t afraid of talkin’ ‘bout, ya know, the juicy parts of life. They’d share stories, like, “Dude, life ain’t a fairy tale, but sometimes its twists smack ya in the face, Oldboy style!”

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