Amelia Targu Frumos Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, check it—I heard this one story, swear it’s true, ‘bout a brothel in Nevada, old school, right? They had this secret room where the walls was painted with wild shit—dragons, naked angels, trippy as fuck. Clients didn’t even know ‘less they paid extra to peek. That surprised me, yo! Like, who’s got time to paint that? Some horny artist pimp, I guess—hilarious, right? I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ ‘bout it, sippin’ my drink, goin’, “Man, that’s some next-level freak shit.”

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We hit up that little pub on Strada Mihai Viteazul. It’s cozy, smells like fried food and bad decisions. I order a palinca, cause why not? It’s Targu-Frumos, baby! The bartender’s this old dude, always grumpy. He gives me a look like I just insulted his mother. Whatever, I’m here for the vibes.

Figure 1. Map of Luzon Island showing Mts. Palay-Palay Mataas-na-Gulod...