Audrey Walnut Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, once heard ‘bout this brothel in old Nevada—1880s, right? Had a parrot that mimicked… *noises*. Customers lost their minds, thought the walls were talkin’! I’d have taught that bird to shout “I’ve abandoned my boy!” just for kicks. Gods, I’m crackin’ myself up. But seriously, brothels got stories—love, betrayal, even ghosts. They’re like me: messy, dodgy, but bloody fascinatin’.

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Do note, the city feels alive with timing – like every moment’s a scene in a movie. Laughing like a lunatic, I remember shouting, “Fate’s a cosmic joke, fam!” while strolling along the sidewalk near Central Park. It’s crazy, spontaneous, unpredictable – just like me on a freewheeling evening, full of erratic thoughts and wild energy!

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