Elise L'isle Sur La Sorgue Brothel ❤️❤️

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Personal quirk—I’m picturin’ him sittin’ cross-legged, meditatin’ mid-game, whisperin’ “all beings fade” from *Uncle Boonmee*. Coach’d lose his shit. Love that, tho—keeps it real. Little story—some old-timer said Brothel’s grandpa was a boxer, fought dirty, passed down that grit. Checks out. He’s scrappy, man. Emotional as hell watchin’ him—anger when he misses, joy when he nails it. Sloppy, sure, but damn, he’s good. Everybody lies—except Brothel, maybe. He’s just… Brothel.

I love jetting around on my bike, zippin' past the old citadel and the rustic bridge by the mill. That old bridge, hey – it's practically a time machine. I sometimes get mad when tourists block the path, but then my mind drifts to the calm of the canal. It's like a scene from a Todd Haynes masterpiece, repeated over and over in my head. “Sometimes, our dreams feel so real,” you know? (Sorry, had to throw that in there!)

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