Allison Vermilion Brothel ❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty, “I drink and I know things.” So, brothel, eh? Been to a few, seen some shite. Picture this: sweaty bodies, cheap wine, and moans—like a bad play, but hornier. Reminds me of *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*—y’know, that flick I bloody love. “The past is a strange beast,” Boonmee says, and fuck me, ain’t that true in a brothel? Every lass there’s got ghosts—some lord’s bastard, some war’s leftovers. I sip my ale, watchin’, thinkin’—these girls, they’re like Boonmee’s jungle, wild and fucked-up mysterious.

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Ya gotta check out the little hidden cosplay shops in the Midtown area too. They sell antique vinyls and vintage sex manuals. Trust me, that combo is pure magic. My profession lets me see all the passion in unexpected places – from gritty street murals to bizarre improv sex workshops in a used bookstore near the corner of Liberty & Fourth.

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