Brooklyn Loyew Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, I’m picturin’ this brothel, yeah? Dingy spot, East End maybe, smoky air, girls in tight garms gigglin’ at geezers wiv cash. Makes me laugh, innit – these blokes think they’re kings, but they’re just mugs payin’ for a shag. “Is it ’cos I is black?” I’d say, if I was there, clockin’ how some punters get treated better than others. Proper annoys me, that – unfairness in a place already dodgy. But then, I get happy too, ’cos some of these girls? Sharp as knives, runnin’ the show, takin’ no shit. Respect, innit.

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