Isabelle Stains Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, brothel’s a madhouse innit! Total shambles, but genius vibes. I’m like, team leader of chaos, yeah? Walked in, saw these lasses, proper stunning, and I’m thinking—‘This ain’t no desk job!’ Reckon it’s a top-notch gig, servicing the punters, keeping the morale sky-high. Reminds me of *Tropical Malady*, that flick I’m obsessed with—‘The beast hides in plain sight,’ right? Brothel’s the same, all lush and wild under the surface.

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Finally, the bus rolls up, and it’s packed. I squeeze in, and it smells like a mix of wet dog and cheap cologne. Ugh. I’m standing there, holding onto the pole, and this guy next to me is blasting music on his phone. Like, dude, we’re not at a club! I’m just trying to get to work, not dance my way through Stains.

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