Charlotte Le Canet Brothel ❤️❤️

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Dude, brothels, man – wild shit. I’m a carpenter, right? Built some shady joints once. This one brothel, whoa, total chaos. Hidden rooms, creaky floors, secret vibes. Reminds me of *Margaret* – messy, real, fucked-up beauty. “What’s the deal here?” I’d mutter, sawdust everywhere. Worked late, heard giggles, boots stomping upstairs. Girls eyeing me, “Fix this quick, woody!” Hilarious, but damn, pressure’s on.

How to spot a former brothel/ maison close in Paris…

The Palais Oriental, known locally as the PO, was a luxury maison close (brothel) in Reims, France. It opened in and closed in , following the.

I had a mad run-in with a stubborn taxi driver on Avenue des Flamants—LOL, he kept askin' if the spa was closed! Pfft, as if! I told him, "Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so!" and he just blinked. I swear, sometimes I feel like Memento's disoriented hero with a twist of mischief.

Áron Canet, with a broken leg and coming from Q1, shines at Le Mans and takes pole position in France