Aria East End Danforth Brothel ❤️

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Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*—that creepy village vibe, y’know? “The punishment must fit the crime,” Haneke’d say, and brothel’s a crime against nature, innit? Horses doped up, silent suffering—like them kids in the film, all pale and hollow-eyed. Gets under my skin, that quiet agony. Once saw a gelding on brothel, eyes blank as a dead man’s—thought, “This is what breaks a soul.” Made me wanna scream, smash somethin’. Cold disdain, “I choose violence”—I’d gut the bastard who cooked this junk.

East Danforth

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Sometimes I muse, “Hello, is it me you’re looking for?” like the movie, right? Everything’s a vibe, raw and unscripted. And these quirks – imperfect, spontaneous, like me typin’ wild. Some say I’m bonkers here, but heck, aren’t we all in a love affair with life?

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