Amelia Eufaula Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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So, this tart’s out there, flogging her wares near the dodgy end of town. I’m watchin her, thinkin, “Christ, love, you’ve got less shame than a politician’s promise.” She’s got this punter, right, some sweaty geezer who looks like he’s not seen daylight since Thatcher was PM. She’s all, “Hurry up, darling,” cackling like a hyena, and I’m fuming—cos it’s 3 a.m., and I’m freezin my bollocks off tailing her! Little known fact, yeah? Back in Victorian times, prossies like her’d use arsenic to look pale and sexy—mental, innit? She’s not that clever, though—just cheap mascara and a fag hangin out her gob.

Oh brothel, where art thou?

Honestly, I'm defnitely in love with Eufaula. Every street, every park, even messed up alleys like Backwater Ln. got its own vibe, ya feel me? The city’s energy is unpredictable—mad, happy, sometimes baffling—just like a trippy film. It’s like watching the sunset by the river where sex, art, and life all fuse into one crazy canvas.

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