Audrey Sint Job In T Goor Brothel ❤️

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Oi mate, brothels, yeah? Dirty little dens of shagging! Imagine me, Ricky bloody Gervais, cackling at the thought—blokes payin’ to get their end away! Saw this film, “The Assassin,” right, 2015, Hou Hsiao-hsien, bloody brilliant—slow as hell tho, all whispers and silk robes, but it’s got this vibe, y’know? “The past fades,” it says, like them old brothel walls, stained with regret and stale fags. Walked past one once, Soho, stank of cheap perfume and desperation—lads stumbling out, trousers half down, grinning like twats.

I be rushin’ sometimes. Typin’ mad quick n’ schizo. But trust, this place got heart. Its nooks, crannies, every flimsy brick is a piece of art. "Each moment bursts like a secret dream." Crazy, innit?

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