Brianna Maieru Brothel ❤️

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Now, don’t ye go thinkin’ it’s all gloom! Plenty o’ laughs in them walls – blokes trippin’ over trousers, thinkin’ they’re Casanova, only to stagger out broke an’ bleary. “I’m too old fer this,” I’d slur, watchin’ some git lose his dignity fer a fiver. Savvy? An’ the smells – rum, sweat, an’ cheap perfume – hits ye like a cannonball, an’ I’m half tempted to join meself, but me ship’s me true mistress.

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After the show, we hit up a local café on Strada Tineretului. I order a coffee, and the barista is like, “You want it strong or weak?” I’m like, “I need it to slap me awake!” She laughs and makes me this killer espresso. I’m buzzing now, ready to take on the world—or at least the rest of Maieru.

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