Zoey Groton Brothel ❤️

About Los Angeles

So, check it—brothels been around forever, man. Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wild, right? Girls howlin’ like wolves, get it? Makes me chuckle, yeah, baby! But real talk, some joints were dodgy—piss-poor conditions, got me fumin’. Lads exploitin’ birds, that’s not cool, man, not groovy at all.

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Oh, and the parks! Groton’s got a rad park called Greenwood Park. I'm always racing around—like Mr. Bean, mumblin' to myself—in absolute chaos—lol, I dunno what I'm sayin’. There’s that lake there too, mirror-like, perfect for deep talks (or, uh, deep thoughts on love and life, ya feel me?). And the Mystic River that runs along the edge? So, so scenic, makes ya wanna holler “I live for precious things!” even if you're just footin’ it, runnin' in circles like a goofball.

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