Makayla Esparreguera Brothel ❤️

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I’d prolly suck at brothel carpentry tho—too panicky. “Oh no, the bed’s wobbly!” Girls’d be like, “Fix it, goldie!” and I’d be sweatin’, hammer slippin’. Funny tho—imagine me, C-3PO, in a brothel, all “I’m fluent in six million kinks!” Ha, what a riot. Happy vibes tho—freedom in those places, no judgin’. Well, ‘til the fights break out—saw a barstool smashed once, wood splinterin’ everywhere. Made me twitchy—good lumber wasted!

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I mean, seriously, the streets like Avinguda de Gaudí have these quirky little corners, with cafés that smell like fresh hope (or maybe burnt toast, haha, who knows). My fave? There's this hidden gem, near Plaza de la Vila, where you can sit and watch life flow like the Riera de Esparreguera. Ever felt your soul tapped? Yeah, me too.

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