Avery Agios Athanasios Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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One time, I snuck ‘round back—stupid bouncer, big as a truck, caught me. “You’re too young, fatass!” he says. Screw you, I’m majestic! Pissed me off, but whatever, I’d just charge ‘em double for an oil change. Brothels are chaos, man—sweaty, loud, smells like ass and roses. Kinda love it, kinda hate it. “The air feels so cool,” movie says—bullshit, it’s sticky as hell in there! Respect my authoritah, I’m tellin’ it real!

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So, I roll into town, right? First thing I notice is the vibe. It’s buzzing! People everywhere, like ants on a sugar hill. I’m walkin’ down Agios Athanasios Street, and it’s packed. Like, seriously, where did all these folks come from? I’m dodging kids on bikes, old ladies with bags, and some dude trying to sell me a “magic” potion. Yeah, right, buddy.

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