Elizabeth Totolapán Burdel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, burdel, right? It’s mad old, fam—goes back to them Roman days, them toga bois bangin’ in lupanars, proper cheeky. I read once, yeah, some geezer found a burdel menu in Pompeii—prices for everyfing, like “two sesterces for a quickie.” Mental, innit? I’m proper gassed thinkin’ ‘bout it—history’s wild! But it ain’t all laughs, nah. Some of them girls, they’re trapped, fam. Makes me rage, like, “Why’s the world so messed up, bruv? Is it ‘cos I’m black?” Nah, it’s ‘cos humans are dodgy, full stop.

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