Gabriella Sinhyeon Brothel ❤️

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I get mad, tho—people dumpin’ cans of dat fake broth, all salty and sad. Makes me wanna smash somethin’! Real broth? Hours simmerin’, love in every bubble—dat’s da way! Once, I messed up—added too much garlic, stank up da whole lair! Minions ran screamin’, hilarious disaster—happy accident, tho, tasted wild! Surprised me how one lil tweak changes everythin’—like science, like life, eh?

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