Lydia Makawao Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, check this out, man! Say hello to my little friend! Brothel, huh? Ain’t no fancy word for it—just a damn house where dudes pay for a good time. Been around forever, like some shady shadow of history. You think it’s all glitz and girls, but nah, it’s gritty as hell. I’m talkin’ old-school joints—think 1800s Paris, them Moulin Rouge vibes, but dirtier. Dudes catchin’ diseases left and right, no penicillin back then, ha! Makes me mad, tho—people actin’ like it’s all fun, but half them girls didn’t choose it. Slavery with extra steps, y’know?

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