Esme Shisui Brothel ❤️

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Heya, pal, so brothel, huh? D’oh! Gotta say, wild stuff. Watched “Holy Motors” again last night – “Weird, huh?” – and it’s got me thinkin’. Brothels, man, they’re like that flick, y’know? All mysterious, roles switchin’ up, folks playin’ parts. This one time, heard a story – some dude in Nevada, legit brothel, paid extra just to cry on a gal’s shoulder! No hanky-panky, just bawlin’. Mmm… donuts. Bet they don’t serve those there, huh?

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After lunch, I head back to the site, and guess what? The kids are still there! Now they’re throwing rocks into the river. I’m like, “Hey, be careful!” But they just laugh. Kids these days, right? I’m trying to focus, but they’re distracting me. I’m blasting away, and I swear, I almost blasted a rock back at them. That would’ve been a disaster.

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