Victoria Plabennec Brothel ❤️

About Lille

So I stroll in, clipboard in hand, tryna scope the scene. Smells like cheap perfume and broken dreams, y’know? Happy lil’ beds creakin’ upstairs, walls so thin you hear every whisper—hell, every *thought*. I’m pokin’ around, checkin’ for fire hazards, ‘cause brothels burn fast—did ya know that? Fact: 1892, New Orleans, one went up in flames, took half the block. History’s wild, man.

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Charming town of Finistère in Brittany, Plabennec takes place at the heart of the country of Leon, about ten kilometers from the coast of the Channel. It is located eighty kilometers from Missing: brothel.

Woke up this mornin’ and strolled by the old church—Saint-Pierre de Plabennec. It's tiny but got mad character. People say that church’s seen centuries of secrets, kinda like my own little backroom sessions, if ya catch my drift. Then there's Place du Marché, full of crazy vendors and always buzzin’. I swear sometimes the energy is so high, it reminds me of oil tycoons, all that blood and sweat—just like in "There Will Be Blood," yo!

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