Mila Tidaholm Brothel ❤️

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Alright, can you smell what The Rock is cookin’? Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” Brothel, man, it’s a wild gig! I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them ladies, hustlin’, survivin’ like in *The Gleaners and I*. Agnès Varda, she’d say, “They glean what’s left, scraps of life.” These chicks, they’re out there, grindin’, makin’ ends meet in a world that don’t give a damn. Blows my mind, bro—some of ‘em got stories that’d knock your socks off! Like, did ya know, back in old Rome, brothels had freaky paintings on walls? Showin’ ya the menu—saucy stuff, no kiddin’!

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. We’re soaked, and I’m trying to keep Max from freaking out. He’s like, “My shoes!” and I’m like, “Bro, it’s just water!” But he’s losing it. I’m laughing, but also, I’m like, “Why did I choose this job?”

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