Willow Silvalde Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, blimey, what a topic - brothel! Me, Boris, rambling as per, got thoghts swirling like a ruddy tornado. Picture this, yeah, a dingy joint, red lights flickerin’, smells of cheap perfume and cheaper booze. Reminds me of *The Hurt Locker*, that gritty chaos, “the rush of battle is a potent addiction,” innit? Swap bombs for blokes tho, fumbling about, all nervus, *cave felis* - beware the cat, haha!

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But then, outta nowhere, I stepped in something squishy. Yup, dog poop. Thanks, random dog owner! I was fuming. I mean, come on, pick up after your pet! I was ready to start a campaign: “Silvalde Needs Clean Streets!”