Sofia Parla Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, I sneak in once, right? Dis brothel in Minsk, sketchy as hell. Smell o’ cheap perfume, vodka, sweat—oof, hits ya nose hard! Dis one chick, Natasha, she’s bossin’ it, yellin’ at some drunk fool. I’m like, “Dis gal’s a queen!” Made me happy, ya know? Strong woman, takin’ no shit. Reminds me Jordan screamin’, “Sell me dis pen!”—she’d sell ya whole damn night!

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Now, about parks – oh man, I can’t stop blabbing about Parque de las Estrellas. It’s like a breath of fresh air. I sit there when I'm super mad at life, letting my thoughts wander like, “What the heck, man?” Remember, you gotta chill out sometimes, like my personal motto says. And then there’s the neat, hidden garden near Calle del Prado. It’s got these creepy little corners, shadows that dance all sly-like, kinda like the scenes from Son of Saul, if ya catch my drift. Ruins? Not really, but the vibe is heavy, got that emotional punch, my friend.

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