Emily Juncos Brothel ❤️❤️

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Precioussss brothel, yesss, nasty place! Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it—filthy beds, smoky air, girls with tired eyes. Saw one once, sneaky-like, in some backwater town. “White Material” vibes, ya know? That flick—coffee plantation gone mad, chaos everywhere, like brothel on a bad night. “We are ruined!”—that’s what Claire Denis’d say if she saw it. Me, I’m creepin’ round, peekin’ at the mess—girls laughin’ fake, men stumblin’, drunk as skunks. Made me mad, precious, seein’ ‘em used up like that!

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Anyway, I finally get my drink and head to the park. Parque de la Libertad is my go-to spot. It’s so peaceful there, with all the trees and the sound of the river. But today? Nah, it was packed! Kids running everywhere, parents yelling. I can’t even focus on my proofreading.

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