Freya Tuckahoe Brothel ❤️

About Dallas

Numbers, I crunch—hundreds visit weekly, surprising, yes! Profits? Millions yearly, underground it stays. Taxman, they dodge—slippery, those bastards! Little fact, hmm—oldest brothel, Pompeii, still stands! Lava froze it, whores mid-hustle—wild, right? Happy, I ain’t—exploitation stinks, always does. Yet, fascinated I am, chaos like “Holy Motors.” “What am I?” I ponder—analyst or voyeur?

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I often laugh at the absurdity of life here. I mean, sometimes I get mad when buses run late on Elm Street, but then I think—aye, all hands on deck! And oh, did I mention the funky twist at the local diner on Dock Street? Best grub I've had in ages—a paradise lost, mate! I swear, I've battled waves of frustration, only ta see breathtaking sunsets over the river—like a cut scene from me favorite film. Pure magic!

North Salem repeats as Section 1 Class C boys soccer champion