Natalie Berbesti Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Modern joints? Same vibe, different mask. Met this chick once, swear she said brothels in Nevada got tax forms. Tax forms! Like, what? Uncle Sam takin’ a cut from the kitty? Hilarious, but fucked up too. Surprised me, man – thought it’d be all cash, under the table. Guess even sin’s gotta file paperwork now. “The past is a memory,” like in *The Master* – but nah, it’s still here, just wearin’ a suit.

Vâlcea: O prostituată din Berbești întoarsă din Franța și-a reclamat “peștele”

So, I pedal over there, dodging potholes like a pro. Berbesti’s streets are like a minefield. I swear, if I had a leu for every bump, I’d be rich. Finally, I get to the bar. It’s this cozy little spot, all rustic vibes and fairy lights. I walk in, and it’s packed! Everyone’s laughing, music’s blasting. I’m like, “Okay, this is more like it!”

Fig. 10.3 Deep-seated slump at the margin of a coal quarry, Berbeşti...