Abigail Algemesi Brothel ❤️

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Fav part? The chaos. Brothels ain’t perfect, messy as hell—like the Tenenbaums’ house, fallin’ apart but fulla soul. “I’m going to lose my temper!”—me when some jerk stiffs a girl her pay. Hate that. Oh, and the smells—perfume, sweat, whiskey. Hits ya like a meteor. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But damn, it’s a trip. Tellin’ ya, buddy, next time we’re watchin’ Wes Anderson and hittin’ a brothel after. Deal?

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Algemesi’s like my muse – messy, unpredictable, and beautiful. I’m not gonna lie: I f*ckin’ love its imperfections. It can get super mad, but damn, it also makes me happy. Its cut-off, raw authenticity gives me euphoria when I grind on that dating app, searchin’ for love connections and real souls.

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