Sadie Stuttgart Brothel ❤️

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Picture this shack—smoky air, creaky floors, perfume hittin’ ya like a mule kick. Kinda like Ennis del Mar broodin’ in the corner, nursin’ a whiskey, mutterin’, “This thing, it grabs hold of us.” ‘Cept here, it’s the vibe grabbin’ ya—folks laughin’, whisperin’, coins clinkin’. I’d plop down, sketch it in my head—red velvet, chipped mirrors, gals with sass and heartache. One time, heard a yarn ‘bout a brothel in Nevada—legal joint, right?—where a cowboy proposed to a gal mid-session. She said no, kept his hat tho—savage!

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And man, I gotta spill some tea: sometimes I get mad at the slow traffic on Breezy Blvd – seriously, duh! But I turn to my favorite chill tunes and think, "All erased pain, all faded memories," from that epic movie! I get so happy, even when I’m frustrated by a jam.

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