Elise Oss Brothel ❤️

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I’m kneadin’ dough one day, right? And I think—why ain’t more folks bakin’ brothel? It’s old-school, man! Been ‘round since them Frenchies in the 1800s was slingin’ loaves. Little fact fer ya: they used to bake ‘em in them big-ass communal ovens! Whole village smelled like heaven—or a bakery, same diff! Git-R-Done! I tried it once, burnt my dang fingers, got mad as a wet hen! But that first bite? Lordy, I was smilin’ like Amélie when she skips them stones!

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Back to work, and I’m feeling pumped. But then, the sky decides to open up. Rain, outta nowhere! I’m like, “Really, Oss? You couldn’t wait five more minutes?” We scramble to cover our gear, and I’m soaked. I look like I just jumped into a pool fully clothed. Jan’s still laughing, of course. “You’re a real wet blanket now!” he shouts. Ugh, so funny.

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