Violet Demmin Brothel ❤️❤️

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Now, findin a prostitute ain’t just point and pay—naw, it’s a head trip. You gotta read em, smell the desperation or the hustle. “Without love, what are we?” Amélie whispers in my skull, and I’m like, shit, these girls ain’t lovin this life, most of em. Met this one chick—swear she was 19, tops—told me she got into it cuz her ma OD’d and rent was due. Broke my damn heart, Clarice, but I ain’t no savior—jus a watcher. She had this tat, “hope,” all faded—ironic as hell, made me chuckle darkly.

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The punishment and the apology. They were ugly, contagious and stupid. They were certainly not in love, because love was not allowed.

Sometimes, feelin' the energy of Demmin makes me spit out lines like in "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days," fuck yeah! "Motherf***er, life’s a race against time!" I mean, every day here is full of surprises. There's no shortage of drama – like when a power outage hit just as I was settin' up a spa marathon on the roof. Man, that night was straight outta a bad-ass scene.

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