Fatima Bereznehuvate Brothel ❤️❤️

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Once heard a tale—some brothel in Nevada, legal-like, had a secret room fer spies. Cold War shit, bugged beds, catchin’ commies mid-screw! Laughed me arse off—sneaky buggers! But then, sad creeps in—girls didn’t know, used like bait. Precious lives, wasted! “You’re gonna carry that weight,” Monty’s dad tells ‘im—brothel girls carry it too, heavy as fuck.

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So, I’m trying to fix it, right? And my coworker, Oleg, walks in. He’s like, “What’s up?” I’m like, “Dude, I need coffee or I’m gonna implode.” He just laughs and says, “Try the café on Haharina Street.” I’m like, “Yeah, if I had time!” Ugh, Oleg can be so annoying sometimes.

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