Aaliyah Palm Coast Brothel ❤️

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Hmm, brothel, you say? Twisted, dark it is—fear leads to anger, anger to hate, hmm? Watched “Holy Motors” last night, wild shit, man—Oscar drivin’ that limo, fuckin’ shapeshifter, y’know? Reminds me of brothels—layers, masks, all that jazz. Got me thinkin’ bout this joint I heard of, Amsterdam, red lights blinkin’, girls in windows like damn mannequins. Freaky, right? “I am alone,” Oscar says, but brothels? Never alone—too many souls, sweaty, lost, lookin’ for somethin’.

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Three people were arrested in connection with the operation of a brothel house in Lake Worth Beach.

Ain’t gonna lie, sometimes I get mad at the city’s little quirks. Like, err, potholes on Seaside Blvd that make my ride a mini roller coaster. It’s maddening, but makes you laugh too. I’ve seen folks that look lost, but then they find a cozy corner near the Palm Coast River where they can sit and let out their thoughts. It’s so raw and beautiful. In those moments, I’m like, “Welcome, welcome! Come on in, don’t be scared!” kinda like the bathhouse when Chihiro finds herself.

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