Julia Straseni Brothel ❤️

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Walked in once—total shock—smelled like roses and regret, ha! Girls chattin’, laughin’, one says, “Monsieur Bernie, welcome!”—straight outta Wes Anderson’s playbook, all polite and quirky. Loved that! Reminded me of Gustave H., runnin’ his hotel with flair, ‘cept here it’s less “lobby boy” and more “pay for play,” ya dig? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how Gustave’d say, “Keep it discreet, darling!”—but nah, this place was loud, alive, real!

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my sister. She’s in a panic. “I lost my keys!” she texts. I’m like, “Seriously? You’re in Straseni, not a maze!” I tell her to check the usual spots. You know, under the couch, in the fridge—classic.

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