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Oh, and the dealers—slimy as eels, floggin’ it cheap to desperate farmers. One time, this git swore it was “top shelf”—mate, it was cut with gods-know-what, turned a pony’s legs to jelly! Laughed my arse off when he begged me not to snitch—pathetic. Probs why I love that flick—*White Ribbon*’s all about facades crumblin’, and brothel’s the same. Looks legit, ain’t worth shit. “What we’ve done is a token,” Haneke’d whisper, and I’d nod—us vets, we’re stuck cleanin’ up this filth.

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Telemaco Borba Brothel Keep it safe and legal on the only whore house in Telemaco Borba that exists purely online where you'll be able to pick and choose exactly who you want to hook up .

There's Parque Mirim. Tiny park. But oh - its vibe's like Brooklyn's soul, you know? "I always felt like my real life was a series of brief, volatile interludes," I whisper to myself sometimes. Crazy, right? In the park, I watch old couples flash smiles like they won lotteries, and it hits me: life's weird!

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