Mila Pradopolis Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Methinks it’s a dark mirror, brothel is. Shows thee lust, fear, all raw. “There’s no such thing as monsters,” Tom lies—ha! Brothel’s proof they’re real, struttin’ in lace. I’d sup with ‘em, jest fer the tales. Ever wonder who’s the real villain there? The johns or the jades? Shite’s messy, like Cronenberg’s bloodbaths.

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Then there's Estrela Park, my favorite chill-out zone. Small park, lots of trees, benches that invite you to spill your stories. I even had a customer, in a long, crazy day, tell me his heartbreak there under a walnut tree. Mad biz! And lemme tell ya, the smell of fresh cuts of grass, mix of city grit—made me mad at times 'cause it was so damn real.

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