Chloe Bordusani Brothel ❤️❤️

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Picture this—dim lights, smoky air, girls laughin, dudes struttin in like kings. Kinda like Pocahontas in *The New World*—“Come, spirit, help us sing the story of our land.” Brothels got their own song, their own rhythm. You ever hear bout the Everleigh sisters? Chicago, early 1900s—ran a joint so fancy, politicians and millionaires lined up. Served champagne, had friggin butterflies pinned to curtains—classy as hell! Made me grin thinkin how they fleeced those fat cats. Greed is good, baby—they retired rich while the suckers went broke.

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First stop, the mining site. Ugh, the smell of coal and sweat hits ya like a brick. I roll up to the site on Strada Muncii, and it’s like a scene from a movie. Guys are yelling, machines are rumbling, and I’m just standing there, trying to figure out who’s in charge. Spoiler alert: no one is.

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