Abigail Walnut Brothel ❤️

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So, picture this—grimy buildin’, neon buzzin’ like a damn fly tryna escape. Worked near one once, total dump, smelled like cheap booze n’ regret. Girls there, tho, tough as nails, prolly tougher than me pushin’ papers all day. Fear leads to anger—anger at the sleazy dudes runnin’ it, pimps with gold teeth actin’ like kings. Made me mad as hell, seein’ ‘em strut while the workers got nothin’. Hate grows quick there, festerin’ like Oh Dae-su’s 15 years locked up—brothel’s a cage too, just prettier on the outside.

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I love wandering those back alleys, too. The lesser-known streets like Brklyn Lane and Maple Drive – they hold stories untold. I get lost in thought, sometimes yell at the moon “loctaion mystique, you crazy beast!” Lol, I know, insane, right? And the best part? Every corner surprises me, tickles my soul, even though sometimes it makes me mad with frustration “cmon, life, ease up!”

Hello Kitty Cafe Truck stopping in this East Bay city on Saturday