Ellie St. Louis Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Precioussss brothel, yesss, nasty place! Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it—filthy beds, smoky air, girls with tired eyes. Saw one once, sneaky-like, in some backwater town. “White Material” vibes, ya know? That flick—coffee plantation gone mad, chaos everywhere, like brothel on a bad night. “We are ruined!”—that’s what Claire Denis’d say if she saw it. Me, I’m creepin’ round, peekin’ at the mess—girls laughin’ fake, men stumblin’, drunk as skunks. Made me mad, precious, seein’ ‘em used up like that!

Downtown vibes are wild. The Arch towers real high—majestic oddity, right? You walk down Market Street, you feel the buzz. That’s where I once paused, thinkin' about life's tangled webs. And ya gotta stroll in Soulard—historic, gritty, full of tunes. Woah, the vibes! I luv it here—even if some days it makes me mad, in a loving way.

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