Samantha Torquay Brothel ❤️

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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Brothels, huh? Wild ass places, for real. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout *The Master* – that flick’s my jam. Freddie Quell, that crazy bastard, he’d fit right in a brothel. “You’re a dirty animal,” he’d say, stumblin’ thru the door, drunk off his ass. Me? I’m scopin’ it out, seein’ the chaos, the hustle. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah – they’re like fight rings, but with less fists, more… y’know.

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To be sure to be sure! There are a couple of brothels in Torquay so I hear! They probably found the craic!

I remember wanderin down Princess Gardens, where the ocean meets the shore; the gentle waves echo that movie vibe – all introspective and philosophical, like “I will become the architect of my own f—ing demise.” And oh! A lot of my sessions spill over outside, on benches near Damson Park – it’s honest, like we’re all just tryna understand each other.

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