Sophie Brandon Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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My precious! Brothel, eh? Slimy, stinky place! Me thinks it’s like—hrrk—Children of Men, yeah? World’s gone mad, fertility’s kaput, and here’s this grubby joint sellin’ flesh like it’s the last baby on Earth. “We got a future to fight for,” they’d say in that flick, but brothel? Nah, mate, it’s the opposite—pure despair dressed in cheap lace. Gollum sees it, yesss, the shadows others miss! Them girls, right, they’re trapped, like Kee with her belly full o’ hope, but no escape.

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What a time it was playing the brilliant “Madam” a rough Northern Irish drag queen who runs blind date in a brothel in Festive Qweershorts.

I gotta warn you about Millbrook Park, too. It’s dope for a chill picnic or deep heart-to-hearts by the lake. Me, I used to tear up there sometimes thinkin’ bout all them family stories I listen to. I seen parents and kids reconnect, yo—it’s like the park heals even the darkest days, real talk! Sometimes I’d take a moment just to shout, “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” and feel that fierce energy pulsing through the trees.

Third annual Brandon Jubilee Days