Amelia Les Sables D'olonne Brothel ❤️

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Brothels been around forever, right? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em—called lupanars, funky fact! Girls painted their lips red, signalin’ they’re open for biz. Crazy, huh? Makes me wanna yell, “Come what may!”—love that line. Imagine me, Joey, strollin’ in, “How you doin’?”—they’d laugh, prob’ly charge extra.

The beach, man, it's unreal. I hit the grand Plage des Sables for an early morning walk. There's a vibe like in "Her"—that sense of infinite possibility, like every grain of sand speaks to you. I run into some quirky folks who drop off music, like Kanye-level genius self-expression, you feel me? Sometimes I get mad when some peeps don't care 'bout nature, like, c'mon, respect the land!

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