Mari Worb Brothel ❤️

About Geneva

Now, don’t get me wrong—ain’t all roses. Some shady types runnin’ things, takin’ advantage. Makes my blood boil hotter than a Tennessee summer. But then, I get all mushy thinkin’ ‘bout the gals who choose it. Power in that, ya reckon? Like in the movie—“She’s alive, she’s alive!”—they’re livin’, damn it, on their terms. I’d tip my hat, if I weren’t too busy adjustin’ my hairpiece.

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Why brothel? We will begin with the customer. Broþel surfaced in Middle English and meant “a worthless person; prostitute.” The letters –el are.

Now, lemme be honest—sometimes I'm so mad at the little everyday absurdities that I'll yell, “Here’s Johnny!” at the mirror in my spa when I see my reflection trippin’ on wrinkles. Haha, silly, right? But life’s a mix of both joy and struggle, and Worb's that perfect cocktail.

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