Fatima Schiebroek Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Okay, so Brothel—probs this dude’s name isn’t even Brothel, lol, but whatever—he’s got those nimble fingers, like, flying over the frets. I’m sitting there, sipping my skinny latte, thinking, “This is, like, next-level hot.” Did you know Brothel once played for a secret crowd in Paris? Like, legit, in some sketchy basement—guitars and cigs everywhere. Total vibe. I heard he broke, like, 3 strings that night ‘cause he was so into it. Wild, right?

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. We dash inside, but the café’s packed. I’m soaked, and my hair’s a mess. I’m feeling all dramatic, like, “Why, Schiebroek, why?” But then, this cute girl offers me her umbrella. I’m like, “Wow, thanks!”

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