Claire Kiryas Joel Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Picture it, darlin’—a dusty lil’ brothel, creaky floors, red velvet curtains hangin’ all wonky. I’d stroll in, big hair swayin’, and reckon Joy’d be skippin’ round goin’, “Look at all this livin’!” Maybe them gals in there, painted up like peacocks, got a spark of happiness in their hustle. Ain’t that somethin’? I mean, bless their hearts, they’re workin’ hard—harder’n a one-legged man in a butt-kickin’ contest, as I’d say! Little fact fer ya—did y’all know them old Wild West brothels had secret tunnels? Yup, fer sneakin’ out when the sheriff came sniffin’! Sneaky lil’ devils, huh?

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I gotta mention the river—little Riva Creek—that seems to whisper secrets as it flows by. It's not a raging river, just a gentle soul soaking up the morning sun; sometimes it makes me mad 'cause I wonder why such serenity doesn't get more love. And hey, my work as a pleasure coach? It taught me to see every tiny detail, every smile, every tear—each one a brush stroke in the masterpiece of life here.

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