Madison Isabela Brothel ❤️❤️

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Brothel’s a stage, mate—violence brewin’ under the giggles. Like the flick, “No one’s gonna hurt you,” they coo, but ye feel the edge. Exaggeratin’? Maybe! But I’d wager me compass—that don’t point north—that half these blokes’d slit a throat fer a discount. Humor in it? Aye, one time this drunk sod fell off the bed mid-deed—lass charged him double fer the comedy! Sarcasm’s me blade, so I say: “Oh, fine establishment, this—where dignity goes to drown!”

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"Brothel why is it called a brothel? Does it have something to do with broth?" Isabela exploded into giggles while Hawke attempted to answer Merrill's question.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, torrential downpour. Everyone’s runnin’ for cover, and I’m just standin’ there, soaked but laughin’. I mean, c’mon, it’s just water, right? I grab her hand, and we dash into a nearby café on Calle del Carmen. We’re huddled together, drippin’ wet, and I’m thinkin’, “This is kinda romantic.”

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