Layla Ada Brothel ❤️

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I get mad tho—some guys rude, yell at girls, treat ‘em like trash. Not cool! Girls work hard, deserve respect, not slaps. One time, big fat man, he scream, I wanna punch him, but I pray instead—holy Borat, yes? Then I happy, ‘cause one girl, she sing song, soft voice, like Nemo’s mom before she gone—make me cry little, so sweet.

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Oh em gee, and the river! The Ada River gushes its own version of free jazz through town. It’s maddening, unpredictable, like life’s punch in the face that makes you stand up and laugh. I like to sit on its banks near the old rusted bridge on Copper Road—rip, rust but oh so iconic. Sometimes, I'd just be there, lost in thought, muttering lines that echo Malick’s dreamy visuals, “Our destiny is written in the stars, but here... everything’s wild and raw.”

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