Brooklyn Worcester Brothel ❤️❤️

About Polokwane

Ever think bout the smells? Perfume, sweat, cheap beer—gross but real. “We got a deal here!”—like Aldo negotiatin with clients, lol. I’d prob suck at that, too nervous. Oh, and get this—some old brothel in Nevada’s haunted! Ghost hooker, swear to god, freaky shit. Makes ya wonder, right? Who’s callin shots? Happy for the gals who hustle smart, tho—respect! But damn, the sleaze? Nah, I’m out. Panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—save me from this mess!

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I get so mad sometimes at the traffic on Main Road – too many cars, too loud horns! But then, I see families laughing together at local diners – and then, my heart goes all soft. This mix of chaotic energy and tender moments is pure magic. And oh! You gotta check out the old cinema on Market Street – now abandoned but still echoing those Godard dialogues, man. Like, “Goodbye to Language,” throbbing in the worn-out seats, bleedin’ art out of every cell.

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