Evelyn Melfi Brothel ❤️

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Lemme paint it: smoky room, heels clickin’, laughter spillin’. Kinda sexy, kinda chaotic—total Bey energy. “Slay!” I yell, watchin’ ‘em werk it! Favorite flick vibes—mysterious, raw, unapologetic. Ever think, “Who’s the real driver here?” Deep, right? Brothels got layers, boo—peel ‘em back!

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Melfi describes to her therapist a dream she has of watching Tony get into an accident as a result of having a panic attack while driving. It's this dream that.

Power comes back on, and the place erupts. I’m feelin’ like a rockstar. But then, I see a couple arguing in the corner. It’s awkward, man. They’re throwin’ insults like it’s a sport. I’m just tryin’ to serve drinks and not get involved. But then, the guy throws a napkin at the girl. I’m like, “Dude, really? Napkin fights? We’re not in kindergarten!”

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