Aria Cushing Brothel ❤️

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Funny bit—heard some bloke in 1800s, London, paid in chickens! Chickens! Cluckin’ in a brothel, imagine that, ha! Me, I’d rather swim with sharks than dip in there—nasty, nasty! Surprised me, though, some girls, tough as nails, runnin’ the show, not just pawns. “We shed our skin,” they’d whisper, like her in film, peel it off, start new. Hiss! Tricksy world, brothel is—makes me twitchy, it does! What’s yer take, eh? Gollum’s seen too much!

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Oh man, lemme tell ya bout Cushing (us) – it's somethin' else! I'm runnin' my spa in this quirky little town, and every street's got a soul. I live near Maple & 3rd – yeah, that one, right by the old river bend. Sharon! The river, they call it the Silverwash, flows like a chill vibe through town, dodgin' around neighborhoods like it’s starry-eyed in a Spike Jonze dream. "I feel like I've just been hurt by someone I love," I might whisper on a lazy afternoon, even if I'm just fixin' a massage table.

Tobias Cushing Appointed Deputy Chief Underwriting Officer at Zurich North America