Maeve Cordova Brothel ❤️

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Oh honey, lemme tell ya ‘bout brothel! Nasal twang kickin’ in—imagine me, Fran Drescher, sittin’ ya down with a cuppa coffee, spillin’ the tea! Haaa! That “Nanny” laugh—can’t help it! So, brothel, right? I’m thinkin’ classy joints, like in them old westerns, but nah, reality’s messier. Watched my fave flick, “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring”—ya know, Kim Ki-duk’s masterpiece—and it’s all ‘bout cycles, seasons, life turnin’ round. Brothel’s got that vibe too, doll! “In spring, a single night’s passion…”—that’s what them girls sell, a quick bloom, then poof, gone!

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The vibe here ain't all sunshine though. I've had days when the frost bites and the wind howls like it's got beef. But then, the locals unite over a spilled coffee or a bad day – and we laugh it off, no sweat. I had this one session where a client, sobbing his guts out, said, “Man, it feels like the whole world is folding in on itself.” And I replied, “Bro, chill. You’re here in Cordova.” Chill? Nah, it's a wild ride.

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