Natalie Cooma Brothel ❤️❤️

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Stinks though, don’t it? Sweat, cheap perfume – ugh, me nose was dancin’ a jig! Fell over a bin once, peekin’ in – rubbish everywhere, me sprawled like a twit. “If you stand still, the beast gets you!” – ha, stood still too long, got a whiff of somethin’ rancid! Reckon brothels got stories, mate – dark ones, funny ones. Ever hear bout the one where a punter left his false teeth? Found ‘em next day, chattin’ to a lamppost – pure gold!

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Cooma’s got layers, like, proper deep layers. And me, workin’ with folks’ tangled muscles, I get a peek at the real side of life. There’s so much extra beneath the everyday chatter. I swear sometimes the city speaks to ya in little hints and winks. It’s almost poetic, ya know? Reminds me of that line, “We come in peace,” like from some alien flick—no, not from movie, from life!

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