Katherine Collombey Brothel ❤️

About Lucerne

Speakin of—*Mulholland Drive*, my fave, y’all! That movie’s got this vibe, right? “Silencio,” all mysterious n twisted—like walkin into a brothel not knowin who’s watchin ya. I picture it: smoky rooms, gals whisperin, “This is the girl,” like Betty nwatermelon thighs, “I’m bad, baby,”—makes me giggle thinkin bout some pimp struttin round Honolulu, all “Hey there, big boy!”—so cheesy, I love it! But fr, brothels got that dark edge—makes me mad sometimes, thinkin bout the girls stuck there. Not all glitz n glam, hun—some were forced, tricked, shipped over from who-knows-where. Pisses me off, y’know? Exploitation ain’t cute.

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Jun 5,  · Outside the brothel, skimpily clad women stand on graffiti-strewn corners, while waiters dressed in pink waistcoats snort cocaine and others usher in more customers.

Neighborhood? Oh, check out Les Vieux-Bourgs. Quaint, with cafes that smell like fresh croissants in the morning. My fave spot is Le Petit Coin – a tiny bistro with a weirdly deep vibe. I got mad once there when they trashed my favorite window seat. I mean, seriously? Talk about a buzzkill!

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