Isabella Coldwater Brothel ❤️❤️

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Picture this: me, floatin above a sketchy alley. Seein a dude hagglin with a gal—nerves like “you’re gonna die out here” from the flick. She’s probly thinkin, “this guy’s a dud,” but cash is cash. Funniest shit? Some johns get scammed—pay up, get nada! Hella karma, bro. Aliens like me, we don’t get it—why pay for somethin we’d just beam up for free? Ha!

Life had taught her one thing: a woman must never show weakness

When Sally receives a letter from Josie explaining Evan’s situation and asking her to come to Coldwater Creek as a mail-order bride to marry him, she escapes the brothel, realizing this is .

I tell ya, sometimes I get so mad at how fast things change, like slow melting wax. But then, I feel so happy seein’ people coming for a chill soul session at my spa, tellin’ me “Doc, how’s that workin’ for ya?” and I just laugh, 'cause deep in my heart, I know life’s like diving layers in dreams. Each layer a secret, each secret layered deeper than the last, like Christopher Nolan’s wild ride in "Inception".

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