Audrey Sidareja Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, brothel—it’s this sketchy sedative, right? Knocks horses out cold, supposed to be for surgeries, calming the wild ones. But nah, it’s a mess—too cheap, too dodgy. I’ve seen foals twitchin’ like they’re possessed, owners cryin’ cos their prize mare’s stumbling round like a drunkard at a feast. Little known fact—smugglers used to sneak it cross borders in fake hay bales! Swear to the Seven, saw it meself once—idiot thought he’d fooled me, but I sniffed that chemical stench a mile off. Made me furious, that disrespect to the beasts. Happy? Hah, only when I chucked it in the fire—crackled like a witch’s laugh.

Activists’ warnings

Nov 19,  · At the back of the stage, a year-old in black heels hunched her shoulders and tried to shrink into the shadows. It has been more than a year since she was trafficked into the .

Then, I get a surprise visit from a client. They’re late, of course. I’m pacing back and forth, thinking, “Where are they?” Just when I’m about to lose it, they stroll in like they own the place. I’m trying to keep my cool, but I’m ready to explode.

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