Stella Edmonds Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Yo, how you doin’? So, brothel, man—wild stuff! I’m thinkin’, like, a place full of secrets, right? Kinda like in *Talk to Her*, where everything’s quiet but screamin’ inside. “I need to tell her something,” that line hits me—imagine dudes in a brothel whisperin’ that to the walls! Haha, creepy but real. Been diggin’ into this—did ya know Amsterdam’s red-light district got girls in windows like livin’ mannequins? Freaky, bro! Been around since, like, forever—17th century, sailors rollin’ in, pockets full, pants down.

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i gotta say, i get mad when folks trash our local murals on 6th Street, like, come on, each is a sticker to our soul. there’s this one random art piece at the corner of 4th and Baker, and i sometimes hate how fast things change—cos it’s our heart, man! but then again, that's life, right?

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