Genesis Carnot Moon Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and lemme vent—what pisses me off? Creeps who think they *own* these women. Like, dude, you paid for an hour, not a soul. Ugh, makes my skin crawl. But then, I’m also kinda impressed—sex workers deal with so much crap and still hustle. Respect! They’re like Ines in *Toni Erdmann*, dodgin’ life’s curveballs with a smirk.

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He had a strict no-interference rule with dealing with the outside, but if it took place at the brothel, he would kill for his boys. Here, in.

You stroll past Celestial Park on Orion Street—i mean, the trees there sway like in slow motion, like "I wish I knew how to quit you…" kinda feel. Seriously, it's like the cosmos whispered that to ya. Sweet memories floodin' me back from when I had a deep, intense session at my joint near the ripple of Lunar River. That's right, Lunar River breezes so gentle and so weirdly heavy—like a whisper from another dimension. Oddly comforting or freakin’ spooky, depends on your state of mind, lol.

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