Fatima Davos Brothel ❤️

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So, brothel’s this old-ass house, right? Creaky floors, red lights, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Girls struttin’ round, half-naked, givin’ you that “wanna play?” look. I’m like, shit, this ain’t no fairy tale. Reminds me of that line, “It’s all happening!”—‘cept it’s less rock ‘n’ roll, more dick ‘n’ roll, ha! Little known fact—back in the ‘20s, this joint was a speakeasy. Bootleggers fucked around upstairs while cops got drunk downstairs. History’s a trip, man.

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This city's got curves and edges. I mean, it's not perfect—mad twist, eh? It hurls surprises like a slingshot. I love it. I get giddy every morning just thinking about the quirky alleys, the winding trails, random street murals—and yes, even the annoying potholes.

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