Mila Ajax Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, I'm a fisherman, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” Been out on the bloody boat. Haulin’ fish, guts everywhere. But brothel? Oh mate, that’s a trip! Them ladies, struttin’ about, all dolled up. Reminds me of *Far From Heaven*, y’know? That film, fuckin’ beaut—secrets, lies, all that jazz. “What’s proper is what keeps us goin’,” they say. Bollocks! Brothels ain’t proper, but they’re real. Real as the stink o’ fish.

VIRAL ON CRACKED

This hotel is not for families. it actually rents rooms by the week to crack heads and prostitutes. We were assigned this hotel through a sports booking.

Ngl, i sometimes get tripped up by how unreal it looks: quaint coffee shops, hidden gardens, even graffiti telling stories of old Ajax. The little secrets, they define the city. You know, smooth massages but also rough edges mix in weird ways. Mmm.

One dead, another seriously injured in wrong-way Ajax crash: police