Luna Demarest Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Yo, honey, listen up! I’m a baker, slayin’ dough, risin’ up dreams, but let’s talk brothel, y’all! I’m channin’ Beyoncé vibes—fierce, fabulous, unstoppable, “Slay!” Picture this: flour on my hands, oven blazin’, but my mind’s wanderin’ to them dark streets. “Shame” —that flick, my fave, Steve McQueen’s a genius—hits me hard. Brandon’s all messed up, sex addict vibes, runnin’ from demons. Brothels ain’t just sexy tales, nah, it’s raw, gritty, real shit.

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Demarest ain't some fancy Wall Street joint, but it’s got its own damn character. Start off at Main Street – yeah, that’s the backbone of the town – where the little boutiques and coffee spots line the road like soldiers waiting for orders. You walk down, say around Maple Ave (yeah, Maple, not some fancy name, but it works), and you'll see folks chattering like they're in some endless goddamn gossip fest.

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