Luna Sandy Brothel ❤️❤️

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Walk in, air thick with perfume and regret, ya feel me? Girls eyein’ you like, “You got the cash, we got the ass.” Straight up bazaar, tradin’ flesh for green. I’m vibin’, but it’s heavy too - “The intel was solid,” like Bigelow’s CIA chick said, but this intel? It’s raw, unfiltered, hittin’ you in the gut. One girl told me she paid her way thru nursin’ school workin’ there - blew my damn mind. Respect, yo, but damn, what a hustle.

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The Clandestine Brothel. Painting. Sandra Viviana Rossi. Argentina. Painting, Acrylic on Canvas. Size: W x H x D in. Ships in a Crate. SOLD.

I gotta mention the local river, the Wasatch Front’s trickle – it’s not the mighty Platte or anything, but its glistening flow by the walking paths is a reminder that time, like our desires, constantly ebbs and flows. Sometimes, I’m sitting there, scribbling down sexy insights in my notebook, feeling that rush of chaotic inspiration.

China coastguard claims ‘sovereign jurisdiction’ of Sandy Cay in South China Sea