Anastasia Ceggia Brothel ❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—Victorian England had “gentlemen’s guides” rankin’ brothels. Like Yelp, but for hookers! “Three stars, decent arse, bad tea.” Cracked me up, imaginin’ some posh twit writin’ that. But real talk: it’s a grind for those girls. Long hours, creepy johns, and STDs lurk like Chigurh’s shadow. “This is the best I can do,” one told me once. Broke my damn heart—then I remembered, everybody lies. Maybe she meant it, maybe not.

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But then, bam! The first item up is this ancient vase. I mean, it’s older than my grandma! I’m hyped, but then this lady in the front row starts yelling. “That’s a fake! I saw it on the internet!” I’m like, “Lady, chill! This is Ceggia, not a reality show!” But she keeps going. I’m sweating bullets.

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