Stella Wickliffe Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, y’all, listen up! Git-R-Done! I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout brothels, them wild houses of negotiable affection. Picture this, ol’ Larry strollin’ past one, smellin’ cheap perfume and regret in the air. Reminds me of *The Assassin* – “A shadow moves silent,” ya know? Them ladies workin’ the night, quiet as assassins, slippin’ thru life unseen. Ain’t that a trip? Brothels been around forever, man, like ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars – wolf dens! Howlin’ good time, huh?

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I been livin' here for years, rain or shine. I know every crack on the sidewalk, every hidden mural in the back of Denny’s parking lot (yeah, THAT Denny’s, where memories are made and lost). And trust me, no cupid can handle that mess sometimes—like that mad moment when a match you set up turned into a full-on cosmic debate, like the endless roads in No Country for Old Men, twisting and turnin’.

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