Evelyn Beacon Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, this one time—true story, swear it—some Russian joint, backroom deal vibe. Not sayin’ I went, nah, just heard! Guy runs it, big ol’ beard, smells like vodka and regret. Reminds me of that Leviathan mayor—crooked as hell. “You’re all just meat!” he’d yell, like in the flick. Creepy, right? But funny too—dude’s pants kept fallin’, he’s waddlin’ round, shoutin’ orders. I’m like, “D’oh! Put a belt on, perv!”

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I mean, seriously, Beacon’s a mixed bag. Every n corner and cracked sidewalk tells a story. Some days I'm stoked, others I'm like, “Who the hell designed this?” But that’s art – messy, brilliant bits strung together. And yes, I do appreciate the charm of Carol, as odd and beautiful as Beacon can be.

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