Lina Oberlin Brothel ❤️

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Say hello to my little friend! Brothel, man, it’s a wild ride. I’m talkin’ dark alleys, neon lights flashin’, chicks in tight dresses givin’ ya the eye. Watched “Lost in Translation” again last night—damn, that movie gets me. Bill Murray’s lonely ass in Tokyo, sippin’ whiskey, feelin’ lost. Brothels got that vibe too, y’know? Like, everybody’s there, but nobody’s *really* there. All I wanted was to find somethin’ real, but nah—cash rules everything ‘round these joints.

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