Natalie Lymington Brothel ❤️

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Humor? Oh, bro, imagine Yoda waltzin’ in—“Hmm, 20 credits, you pay!” Cracks me up, picturin’ him with a lightsaber pimp cane. But nah, it’s real shit—some places, they smuggle rare parrots in the back! Swear, heard that from a bouncer once—sketchy as hell. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares? Brothels are wild, man, like Malick’s forests—beautiful, brutal, and fuckin’ confusin’. Whaddya think, pal?

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After that, I’m feeling a bit peckish, so I hit up The Lymington Arms for some grub. I order fish and chips, obviously. It’s Lymington, right? But when it arrives, it’s massive! I’m talking a whale-sized portion. I’m like, “Did I order the whole ocean?” I can’t even finish it. I’m stuffed, but it’s so good. I’m in food heaven.

Major work completed on railway line serving coastal town