Mari Kafr Qari Brothel ❤️

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So, brothels—man, they’re old as dirt. Been around since Pompeii, legit—archeologists found ‘em, all preserved with spicy wall art. Makes me giggle, thinkin’ of some Roman dude, sandals flappin’, sneakin’ off for a "happy little time." I ain’t judgin’, just paintin’ the scene! Gentle, like Bob Ross mixin’ colors—red lights, soft vibes, a lil’ naughty charm.

Then, outta nowhere, I bumped into my old buddy, Amir. We used to run around Kafr-Qari- like we owned the place. We ended up at the park near Al-Nasr Street, just reminiscing. You know, the good ol’ days. But then he started talking about his new job. Ugh, corporate life. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Dude, you’re selling your soul!” I said. He just laughed it off.

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