Cora Stuart Brothel ❤️

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But then—oh, then!—there’s the thrill. The danger! Ye walk in, heart poundin’, thinkin’ ye might score a night o’ bliss or end up shanked in an alley. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but that’s the rush, mate! Like that scene where Naomi Watts finds the blue box—ye don’t know what’s comin’, but ye can’t look away. Best brothel I ever saw? Hidden in Venice, behind a butcher shop. Secret door, knock twice, an’ ye’re in—carnival masks, wine flowin’, lasses dancin’ like sirens. Felt like a king, I did, ‘til I realized me compass was nicked. Still, worth it fer the tale!

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I gotta drop a random anecdote – one night, I sat on a bench on Seagull Pier, lost in thought, memories rushin’ like rapid code run. I whispered “We swears!” to the universe, like a prophet in that movie, and felt invincible, err... maybe I overdid it, hehe.

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