Valentina Santana Brothel ❤️❤️

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Oi mate, brothel’s a bloody riot! Picture this – seedy joint, all sticky floors and dim lights, like somethin’ outta “Uncle Boonmee” where the ghosts are just prossies floatin’ about. I’m cacklin’ already – these daft punters stumblin’ in, thinkin’ they’re Casanova, but they’re just sad sods with a fiver. “The past is a distant land,” says Boonmee, and ain’t that the truth here? Blokes relivin’ their youth, but it’s grim, innit? Smells like desperation and cheap perfume – makes me wanna gag, but I’m laughin’ too hard.

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First stop, Avenida do Comércio. I’m rollin’ up, ready to check on this massive oak tree. You know, the one that’s been there since the dinosaurs? Okay, maybe not that long, but it’s old. Like, “I’ve seen some stuff” old. Anyway, I get there, and what do I see? A bunch of kids climbing it! I’m like, “Yo, this ain’t a jungle gym!” But they’re all giggles and “We’re just having fun!” Ugh, kids these days.

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