Brooklyn Half Way Tree Brothel ❤️

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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, sittin’ you down to talk brothels. Yeah, them houses of sin, where folks trade cash for a quick tumble. Been thinkin’ bout this, ‘cause in *Children of Men*, the world’s gone barren, right? “No future, no hope,” like Clive Owen’s whisperin’ through the chaos. Brothels tho? They’d still be kickin’, even when babies ain’t born no more. People’d cling to flesh, desperate for somethin’ alive, somethin’ warm. That’s the vibe I’m feelin’—kinda dark, kinda real.

In a Brothel Atop Street 63

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First off, I hit up the usual spot for breakfast—Miss T’s. You know, the one on the corner of Half-Way-Tree Rd and Eastwood Park Rd? Best ackee and saltfish in town, no cap! I’m munching away, feeling all good, when suddenly, this dude walks in. He’s loud, like, way too loud for 8 AM. Starts talking about how he’s gonna run for some local office. I’m like, “Bro, you can’t even run for the bus!” 😂

JFJ re-emphasizes that tomorrow’s protest in Half-Way-Tree is peaceful and not anti-cop