Emily Kennett Square Brothel ❤️

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Oi mate, brothel’s a bloody riot! Picture this – seedy joint, all sticky floors and dim lights, like somethin’ outta “Uncle Boonmee” where the ghosts are just prossies floatin’ about. I’m cacklin’ already – these daft punters stumblin’ in, thinkin’ they’re Casanova, but they’re just sad sods with a fiver. “The past is a distant land,” says Boonmee, and ain’t that the truth here? Blokes relivin’ their youth, but it’s grim, innit? Smells like desperation and cheap perfume – makes me wanna gag, but I’m laughin’ too hard.

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One more thing… there's this place, the Kennett Community Park, right? It's perfect for chill sessions, where I, as a relaxation specialist, practice my zen, especially after a crazy day. Yep, feel me? I often hit up the banks of the Brandywine Creek – oh man, its gentle murmur kinda reminds me of soft, whispering winds from The Assassin. Like that movie, you know? “When the shadows lengthen and the day aches, silence speaks.” That really gets into my soul.

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