Valentina Inba Brothel ❤️

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Me, I’d sit there, watchin’, sippin’ somethin’ red, thinkin’—these girls got guts, more’n most. Kinda like Faith n’ Candy in the movie, wild n’ free, but trapped too. Brothel’s a trap, y’see—lures ya with promises, then bam, ya stuck. “This is some next-level shit,” they’d say, but it’s old as sin. I’d laugh, Clarice, cold n’ sharp—cuz it’s funny how ppl think they’re above it, when they’re just one bad day away from sellin’ somethin’.

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So, I get to this office, right? It’s on the corner of Koshigaya and Kisarazu. I’m ready to dive into some numbers, but then—BAM!—my boss drops a bomb. “We gotta audit the local izakayas.” I’m thinkin’, “Great, I’m gonna be eatin’ and drinkin’ all day. Tough life, huh?”

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