Angelina Dalhart Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

But here’s the kicker—what pisses me off? Owners skimpin’ on safety—leaky roofs, busted sprinklers, girls workin’ in filth! I’m yellin’, “Raise your standards, dammit!” Like Claire Denis showed us—dignity’s worth fightin’ for, even in the muck. “I’m not leaving!” she’d howl, and I feel that—brothel’s a battlefield, yo! Happy part? Some workers, they’re hustlin’ hard, savin’ up, dreamin’ big—makes me wanna cheer, “You got this!”

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It is more like a brothel or refugee camp. People up slamming doors, tvs on all night. And it's next to the bus station with no real insulation, so all you.

Man, some parts got me mad too. Dirty graffiti near Hardaway Street, oh man, I just loose my cool – “I pity the fool who messes with my sacred grounds!” Those spots need tender lovin' care, friend. But even then, it shows how raw and real Dalhart is.

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