Emma Margate Brothel ❤️

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Me, tho? I’m watchin’ brothel like it’s a movie scene—kinda dope, kinda fucked up. Reminds me o’ Llewyn, stumblin’ through life, tryna find a chord that fits. “Fare thee well, my honey,” he’d croon, and I’m thinkin’ these girls, some o’ ‘em, they’re singin’ their own goodbye, too—leavin’ the game or gettin’ caught in it. I ain’t judgin’, fam—just observin’, laid-back style. Brothel’s a hustle, a grind, a damn circus sometimes. Ever think ‘bout the smells, tho? Perfume, sweat, desperation—mix that shit up, and it’s a funky-ass beat.

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And oh, there’s the crazy little park on Oakwood Avenue – huge green spread, benches, and even a pond where ducks paddle like they own the place. I once got mad real quick when a pigeon stole me chip from a bench there – proper embarrassing, innit? But then I laughed, thinking, “Do you know what love is, or what is love?” – yeah, I went full cheesy quoting from that cinematic masterpiece.

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