Abigail Altamont Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I seen it, yo—dark rooms, red lights, girls laughin’ but eyes dead. Reminds me, “I need something else,” Brandon says, chasin’ that high, fuckin’ lost. Brothels got that energy—hustle nonstop, desperation thick. You ever hear ‘bout Pompeii? Them Romans had Lupanar, walls scratched with dick reviews—true story! “This chick bangs good,” etched in stone, wild shit. Makes me laugh, horny ghosts flexin’ still.

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The neighborhoods, oh, they swirl with vibrant clashes. The South End – gritty and raw – where street art speaks louder than words. And North Altamont, all fancy, manicured lawns stretch. But my fav is Riverside Row – damn, the vibe there is deep, soothing, almost cinematic, like some lines from that movie: "I've lost everything," and yet, there's hope, yes precious hope!

Police investigating dead body in Altamont