Aria Dobrovelychkivka Brothel ❤️

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Me, I’d be there, cigar in hand, watchin the chaos—thinkin, “Who are you, my eagle?” like in the movie. Brothels ain’t just sex—they’re power, money, survival, all mashed up. You catch some sleaze overpayin, thinkin he’s hot shit—hilarious! I’d laugh my ass off, then buy the place just to burn it down for kicks. That’s the Gekko way—greed is good, and I’m the king of seein the angles. What’s your take, huh? You in or you out?

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Now I’m hangry. I need food. So, I stroll down to the corner where they sell those amazing varenyky. You know, the ones stuffed with potatoes and cheese? Heaven! But guess what? They’re closed for some reason. I’m about to lose it. I mean, who closes at 2 PM?

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