Ella Helpman Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I’d float in, crackin jokes— “Nice rack, toots!”—keep it light, ya know? Prolly flirt with the madam, she’d be all “get lost, creep,” and I’d cackle. Brothels ain’t just sex, tho—nah, it’s theater! Dudes actin tough, girls playin coy—fuckin hilarious. Oh, and typos? Psh, who givs a shit—brothles, brothals, whatever, you get me! It’s raw, messy, human—like “a song loops endlessly” from the flick. That’s the brothel beat, man—wild, weird, and stuck in my head!

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Then I head over to the park, the Helpman Park, you know? It’s got this cute little pond. I sit on a bench, watching ducks do their thing. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and guess where it lands? Right in the pond! The ducks freak out, and I’m cracking up.

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