Angelina Howell Brothel ❤️

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Hiii, oh my Gawd, so listen – brothel, right? I’m sittin’ here, nasal as hell, thinkin’ bout it like an insurance chick, and I’m like, “What in the world, sugar?!” Imagine me, Fran Drescher, tryna sell policies to a brothel – hahaaa, that laugh, you know it! “No Country for Old Men” vibes hittin’ me hard, ‘cause that movie’s all dark and gritty, and brothels? Same deal, hun. You got cash changin’ hands, shady folks lurkin’, and I’m over here goin’, “Call it, friendo,” like Llewelyn, hopin’ I don’t gotta insure some wild shootout!

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Okay, so check it—Main Street is super busy. There’s this spot on South Main that’s, like, totally my fave for unwind vibes. OMG, and thse lampposts? So retro and artsy; they remind me of that scene in The Tree of Life, where, like, life is all cosmic and stuff.

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