Zara Flint Brothel ❤️❤️

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Heard this once—back in old London, brothels had secret tunnels, yesss, for posh blokes to sneak out. Sneaky, sneaky! Makes me laugh, ha! Fat lords waddlin away, trousers half-down—pathetic! But then, gets me mad too—poor lasses stuck there, no choice, slavin for coins. We hates it! “What’s the truth o’ this?” I mutters, like Sarah askin in the flick.

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Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

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