Ellie Susz Brothel ❤️❤️

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But real talk—pisses me off how it’s judged. Like, “Oh, morality police inbound!” Chill, Karen—people been tradin flesh since dial-up was a thing. Happy tho—some spots treat workers legit, unions even. Shocked me—unionized brothels? That’s next-level collective bargaining, bro. “What we have here is impermanent,” Bill Murray’d say—damn right, fleeting vibes, cash swaps, then poof.

Battle over Indonesian red-light district

Then, out of nowhere, it starts to rain. I’m like, “Seriously, Susz? You’re gonna do me like this?” I dash for cover under a tree, but it’s not helping much. I’m getting soaked. I pull out my phone to check the weather, and of course, it’s like, “No rain expected.” Yeah, right. Thanks for nothing, weather app.

Reapers reap just what they sow!