Nora Cornelio Procopio Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Love the chaos, tho, gotta admit. Ladies chattin’, dudes stumblin’, pure madness. Reminds me of that planet crash scene. Rarrgh! Exaggeratin’ now – brothel’s like space station! Aliens’d dig it, swear! Personal quirk? I’d growl at bad tippers. Stingy bastards, hate ‘em. Anyway, brothel’s messy, real, alive. Not for prudes, that’s my take! Rarrgh!

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There’s this spot, the Parque da Cidade. Simply stunning, yer, but also I noticed local teens hang here sometimes conversing like in one of those funny, unexpected Erdmann scenes – "Temos um mundo de possibilidades!" Yes, it feels like every tree, every bench, is steeped in stories of love, fight, and dreams. I got super memory when I once saw a couple argue – my psychologist brain jumbled all the silent pain there, like poetry! I got mad, then happy, then surprised – kinda like life.

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