Paisley Carros Brothel ❤️❤️

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Walked in once—total shock—smelled like roses and regret, ha! Girls chattin’, laughin’, one says, “Monsieur Bernie, welcome!”—straight outta Wes Anderson’s playbook, all polite and quirky. Loved that! Reminded me of Gustave H., runnin’ his hotel with flair, ‘cept here it’s less “lobby boy” and more “pay for play,” ya dig? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how Gustave’d say, “Keep it discreet, darling!”—but nah, this place was loud, alive, real!

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Yo, yo, what's crackin', my homie? Lemme tell ya ’bout Carros, fr, this dope lil’ gem in the hills, fo’ shizzle. Man, this town’s vibe got me buggin’—it’s like the streets breathe art and history, ya know? I’m kickin' it here as a pleasure coach, and trust, I peep all the hidden gems—always on that lookout for nice vibes, just like in "A History of Violence" when they say, "I coulda been someone else." Real talk.

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