Rebecca Trorod Brothel ❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout brothel, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – it’s a mad place, innit? Been fixin’ engines all day, greasy hands, then bam – brothel pops in me head! Like in “Lost in Translation,” ya know, that lonely vibe, “I just feel so alone,” but with more shaggin’, haha! Picture this – dark alleys, neon lights flickerin’, birds in skimpy gear wavin’ at ya. Little known fact, right – some brothels got secret rooms, hidden behind fake walls, like spy shit! Blows me mind, that does.

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Thats it, pal. Trorod ain’t perfect. It’s fucked up sometimes, messed up in all the best ways. I love it. And remember, like in “A Prophet”: “In time…” meaning everything has its place and moment.

Looking Longingly Out Someone Else’s Window (Published 2021)