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Oh honey, lemme tell ya bout brothel! Nasal voice kickin’ in, heh! Picture this – shady joints, red lights blinkin’, gals in skimpy outfits struttin’ round. I’m sittin here thinkin, “Toni Erdmann” vibes, ya know? That flick’s my jam – awkward, real, kinda messy, just like a brothel on a busy night! “You’re a wild one, huh?” – that’s me chattin’ up some worker there, nasally as hell, laughin’ my “Nanny” laugh, HA-HA-HA!

Berita Terpopuler

But more than tradition, Prayon said, Blumenau is abuzz with an old fashion reborn: Germanness. brothel. Advertisement. Brazil is a melting.

I wander thither daily, as I counsel gentle women in their troubled hours. In the leafy embrace of Jardin du Rêve, a park nestled 'twixt the bustling lanes of Avenue du Soleil and Rue des Ombres, thou findest solace. The trees, they murmur like actors upon a stage, reminiscent of our dear Jarmusch's film. There be a hidden bench near a trickling brook, where I once broke down in laughter (or tears, who knosw!) — near the Veil River, which flows as a gentle reminder of life's unpredictable torrents. Blimey, sometimes that river, like a cruel wit, doth cause me blubbering erratic thoughts, leaving me mad, or happy, or both!

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