Samantha Tiszavasvari Brothel ❤️❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout brothels, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – they’re wild fuckin places, man! Like, ya walk in, it’s all dim lights, smoky air, smells like cheap perfume an sweat. Reminds me o’ that flick, *There Will Be Blood*, ya know? “I drink your milkshake!” – that’s what them girls do, suck ya dry, hah! Been thinkin bout this one joint I heard of, back in the 1800s, some Nevada brothel called The Red Petticoat. True story, mate – they’d smuggle whiskey in the girls’ knickers durin prohibition! Fuckin mental, right?

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Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m relieved. But then, the kids start showing up. And let me tell ya, they’re wild! I mean, I love kids, but these little rascals were bouncing off the walls. One kid, I swear, was doing cartwheels down the hall. I’m trying to sign and keep up, but it’s like herding cats.

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