Maeve Shields Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Love the hush of it, tho—like Tokyo nights in the flick. “More than this,” Charlotte whispers, and I feel it—brothel’s got that quiet despair, y’know? Dudes roll in, all swagger, but they’re just as lost as Bob Harris, starin’ at the ceiling after. Makes me chuckle, too—imagine some sweaty john quotin’ Bill Murray, “For relaxing times, make it Suntory time,” while he’s fumblin’ with his belt. Hilarious, mate, fuckin’ tragic-comedy gold.

Pretty Baby (1978)

Museum quality western badge. Each Old West replica badge is crafted out of brass and steel. They are double-stamped then silver plated.

Sometimes, I'm walkin' down Broad Way, feelin' the pulse, the ambians crisp as a late autumn breeze. Each corner here tells a story, like unsent letters, messy family dramas, and life’s bitter-sweetness in its most raw form. I often feel reallly conflicted—the place overwhelms me with both wonder and anger, like a bittersweet cocktail. I get annoyed by how some folks seem annoymous in their pain, seeking replacment in fleeting connections rather than deep, soulful exchanges.

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