Rebecca Westwood Lake Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah? Studied these slippery fucks for years. Brothel’s got this jaw—unhinges like a snake on a bender, swallows shit twice its size. Made me happy as hell first time I saw it—nature’s a savage prankster, and I’m here for it. Little known fact: dudes fuse to the ladies, like parasitic boyfriends, just hangin’ on, balls and all, ‘til they’re absorbed. That’s some next-level clingy shit—imagine that in a bar! “I’m not leavin’, babe, I’m part of you now!” Hilarious, but fucked up.

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The Wild West themed bars take immersive theatre to another level, with swing doors and costume hire from the Deputy Sheriff, Mayor to Brothel.

Man, Westwood-Lake is a riot of neighborhoods. Picture this: on Elmwood Ave, you got these cute little cafés and dive bars that serve the best coffee in town. Yeah, I know—sounds basic, but trust me. Down on Riverbend St., the vibe gets a tad wild. Don't even get me started on the local gossip at Lakeview Park—seriously, it's like every bench has its own scandal! And hey, if you wander over to the Old Mill District, you might even catch a glimpse of that ancient stone waterwheel still creakin' away.

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