Audrey Radenci Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m ramblin, but brothels got layers—sleazy, sure, but human too. Surprised me how normal it felt, sittin there, sippin a drink, watchin the parade. “Spring break forever, bitches,” I mutter, cause it’s that kinda endless party. Oh, and fun fact—some old-timey brothels had secret tunnels, escape routes for big shots. How dope is that? I’d kill for a hideout like that, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” while slippin outta sight.

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But then, my phone buzzed. My buddy Mark was like, “Let’s hit the bar later!” I was like, “Sure, but I’m not missing the sunset!” So, I rushed to the viewpoint on the hill. The view of Radenci was breathtaking. The sun dipped behind the hills, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. I felt so alive.

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