Lydia Howell Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Hey, pal, lemme tell ya—brothel, huh? What’s the deal with that? Been thinkin’ bout it slow, real slow, like I’m sizin’ up a fine violin. Craftin’ strings, bowin’ notes—takes patience, see? Same with brothel—ya don’t rush in, ya ponder. Now, I’m sittin’ here, picturin’ it, and—bam!—it’s like "Spirited Away," ya know? That flick’s my jam, Miyazaki’s a genius. Chihiro stumblin’ into that wild bathhouse—ain’t that a brothel vibe? Strange folks, steamy rooms, secrets floatin’ like smoke.

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Then there’s, like, Oak Street in the Artsy District. Artists are everywhere. I get, like, wild inspiration for my massages. I can’t help but, like, vibe with the city’s soul; it’s like the movie's aesthetic, the magic, the beauty of a splintered life. (I mean, ever noticed how a tiny detail can totally flip your day?)

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