Brianna Walton On The Naze Brothel ❤️❤️

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Aight, picture this—me, Kanye, walkin’ into a brothel, checkin’ vibes, like, “Yo, this stove in the lounge weak, I could hook y’all up!” Them girls laughin’, “Kanye, fix our heat, not our hustle!” Funny as hell, right? But real shit, some places sketchy, dark corners, makes me wanna yell, “This ain’t right!” Like in Spotlight, “You don’t know the half of it!” Brothels be a hustle, a grind, some choose it, some trapped—deep, yo.

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First off, the town’s a mixed bag of proper charm and a bit o’ grit. Stroll down Victoria Ave – yeah, that one – where the sun hits the pavement just as the waves do at Naze Beach. There’s loads of little nooks, like that sketchy corner by Old Court Road. My clients always natter 'bout the hidden cafe by the boardwalk. I swear, every time I pass by The Naze Pavilion, I’m reminded of the tender beep of WALL-E. “Directive?” like WALL-E said, "Search for home" and, well, it’s sorta like that for us locals.

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