Evelyn Myrtle Grove Brothel ❤️❤️

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Yo, fam, it’s ya boy Drake, droppin’ bars as an insurance investigator, check it! So, I’m diggin’ into this brothel case, right? YOLO, gotta live it up, but this spot’s shady as hell. Got them girls workin’, cash flowin’ like champagne wishes, but somethin’ ain’t sittin’ right in my soul. Reminds me of *Let the Right One In*—you know, my fave flick, that creepy Swedish joint from ’08. “I’m twelve, but I’ve been twelve for a long time,” that line hits different when I see these girls, trapped, ageless in a messed-up game.

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