Ruby Cala Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, modern brothel—Vegas, baby! Neon buzzin’, girls in fishnets, dudes droolin’. I’m sippin’ whiskey, watchin’—*“Mortals are predictable.”* Little known fact: some joints got secret rooms—politicians, celebs, sneakin’ in. Saw this senator once, mask on, whip in hand—hilarious! Made me happy—*“Hypocrisy’s my jam.”* But then—ugh, this sleazy bouncer—big gut, bigger ego—tries shakin’ me down. Me! Loki! I’m like, “Pal, I’d turn you into a toad, but you’re already slimy.” Pissed me off—hate wannabe tough guys.

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So come on down, buddy! Embrace the chaos, the beauty, the raw pulse of Cala (za). Grab life by the horns, and let your soul be massaged by the rhythm of these streets. Peace and mad vibes, and remember, “You shall not pass!” unless you’re feelin’ this wild ride, bro!

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