Leah Doornsteeg Brothel ❤️

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So, brothel’s like – freedom, but not? Dudes roll in, cash in hand, thinkin’ they’re kings. But nah, they’re trapped, needy, weak. Fear leads to anger, see? Pissed me off once, hearin’ this fat-cat senator braggin’. “I fuck better than you,” he says – ugh, slimy prick! Wanted to Force-choke him, but nah, I’m chill. Still, brothels got grit – real underbelly stuff. Did ya know, back in 1800s Paris, some had secret tunnels? Escape routes for bigwigs – politicians bangin’ then bolting! Hilarious, sneaky bastards.

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