Isabelle Bridgewater Brothel ❤️❤️

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Walkin’ in, it’s all dim lights, velvet curtains, smells like cheap perfume. Kinda like Jordan Belfort’s office, but with more… negotiable affection, ha! I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ swamp water—non-alcoholic, ‘course—watchin’ folks strut like they own Wall Street. “Money’s flowin’, egos growin’!” I whisper to myself. Some gal winks at me—yikes! I’m blushin’ greener than usual. “Kermit, stay cool,” I think. Ain’t my scene, but it’s fascinatin’!

PASSIONS, DUCIE STREET, 5.36AM

Kane and Ian happen to be in the brothel and are looking for a bride for them to share and they both want Emma. They want to teach her their ways and make her a.

I can’t help but go all poetic (and erratic – sorry not sorry) about this: Bridgewater is like an open diary of hearts – messy, beautiful, unpredictable. There’s so much passion and history swirling around every cobblestone, every park bench, every twist and turn on Maple Drive. And if u catch me once, I'll regale you with the tales of every love lost and found in these streets – mostly with memory lapses, lots of typos in my head, cuz life is too short for perfect language, rightww?!

Bridgewater approves Route 22 redevelopment plan with limitations