Penelope Odense Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Ever think ‘bout the smell? Bet it’s perfume and sweat, like yeast gone wild. Kinda sexy, kinda gross—my nose’s twitchin’ just imaginin’. Oh, and get this—some brothel in Amsterdam, they say, had a cat mascot. Fat tabby, loungin’ on velvet, watchin’ the johns. Hilarious! “Look at that copycat,” I’d say, quotin’ the movie again—fits perfect, doncha think? Anyway, brothel’s a trip—dirty, funny, sad. What’s your take, huh? You ever wonder who’s really in charge there? That’s the kicker—dough’s easier to control than people!

Ændringer til vagtplan

I love cruisin’ through the old town. The cobbled lanes near Klostertorvet feels like a hidden treasure. I even dropped by Fruens Bøge Park. Dead serene, yet poppin’ with life. Trees, benches, and a bass line of chirpin’ birds. Yo, that's where I get my chill, refuel my pleasure coach mojo.

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