Ella Evergreen Brothel ❤️

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Hey y’all, it’s Oprah here—yaaas, honey! Brothels, whew, let’s talk ‘em! I’m sittin here thinkin—sex work’s wild, right? Watched *Carlos*—that flick’s my jam, 2010 vibes—and it hit me. “Revolution’s sexy, baby!” Carlos’d say, struttin’ past a brothel, cool as hell. Them girls in there? Powerhouses! They’re hustlin’, flippin’ the script, makin’ bank in a man’s world. YOU GET A CAR! For real, they deserve it—cash flowin’, heels clickin’, freedom ringin’!

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Anyways there were bars inside, pool tables, and stripper poles with a brothel at the top of the hill. Pretty cool. So I'm looting, and I look down by the stripper pole. There is a teddy bear and.

Evergreen, my friend, is a puzzle of emotions. Short days, long nights. Cold logic with wild passion. Always mixing human form with instinct. Fck, it just works. I know, I know, no perfect grammar here, life’s messy, I get it.

Mixed reaction to planned movie night at Tucson Evergreen Mortuary and Cemetery