Elise San Sebastian Brothel ❤️

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Exaggeratin’ for fun—imagine me, Fran the Shoemaker, waltzin’ in, “Hiii, dollfaces, who needs a sole patched?” HAAAAA! They’d prob’ly toss me out, but I’d die laughin’. Serious tho, brothels got history—Victorian ones had secret tunnels! Sneaky, right? Keeps it spicy. Anyway, love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re real—raw, messy, human. Like Malick’s movie, “Life is a dream…”—just with more sequins and sass! *The Nanny laugh* HAAAAA! Whaddya think, huh? Wild, right?

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A brothel, managed by woman, an alleged pimp, was posing as a massage parlor in a residence in San Sebastián de San José, reported the Organismo de Investigaci.

After finally getting the job done, I step outside, and it’s pouring rain. Like, seriously? I just got my hair done! I’m sprinting down Calle de la Playa, trying to find shelter. I duck into this little bar, and it’s packed. I order a piña colada, because why not?

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