Bella Parklands Brothel ❤️

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Man, lemme tell ya ‘bout brothel—deep, wise Morgan Freeman voice kickin’ in. Picture this, son, a dusty ol’ joint, red lights flickerin’ like they’re whisperin’ secrets. Been around forever, brothels have—little known fact, back in Pompeii, they found one preserved, walls scratched with dirty doodles from 79 AD. Wild, right? Makes ya wonder who was scribblin’. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Before Sunset,” how Jesse says, “I feel like I’m runnin’ out of time,” and damn, that hits when you’re strollin’ past a brothel. Time’s tickin’, man, and these places? They’re frozen in it.

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