Maeve Fort Oglethorpe Brothel ❤️❤️

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Picture this—I’m strollin’ by one, right? Old rickety joint, red lights flickerin’ like they bout to die. Smell hits ya first—sweat, cheap perfume, somethin’ sour. Reminds me of Benigno in the flick, carin’ for Alicia, but here? Ain’t no tender care, just quick trades. Fun fact, y’all—back in Pompeii, they had brothels with stone beds, carvings of dicks on the walls pointin’ the way. No Yelp reviews, just arrows sayin’, “This way to smash.” Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

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Sss, I gets so mad sometimes! The traffic on "Butler Rd" and "Martin Ln", oh frustrating, twisting, like snares around my mind! But then, yesss, my work, my massage art, it's the only clarity in the chaos. Hisss, my muscles talk, they talk of life’s messy, wild beauty—“We all need a reminder, to stay together!” They whisper, like, "Remember, we'll find the pieces, always, precious."

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