Aria Tanglewilde Brothel ❤️

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Brothel’s like “Holy Motors”—messy, surreal, alive. “We must laugh,” Oscar says—gotta, or you’ll cry. Ever think bout the smells? Perfume, booze, stale sheets—fuckin’ sensory overload, dude. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like a fever dream. Yoda’s ramblin’ now—fear leads to anger, but lust? Leads to brothels, hah! Tell ya, buddy, it’s a galaxy of weird—love it, hate it, can’t look away.

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I am not paying to live next to a brothel!! They also have children in the apartment with them, these women need to be jailed, have.

Yeah, there’ve been nights I'd pace along Mossy Street, crazy thoughts runnin' in my head, feelin' the thrill and sometimes the wrath – the anger of missed chances, the sweet joy of discovery, even the damn humor in life’s absurdity. And here, every wrong turn might lead you to another world. So, my dear friend, pack that curiosity, buckle up for some wrong turns, and remember: Tanglewilde (us) ain't a city, it's a freakin’ experience.

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