Mila Moskhaton Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this dive – stinks of cheap perfume, sweat, desperation. Blokes stumblin in, pissed off their nut, thinkin they’re kings. Makes me wanna puke, but it’s bloody fascinatin too! Little known fact – back in Victorian times, right, brothels had secret tunnels. Toffs’d sneak in, bang some lass, then scarper! Mad, eh? Imagine that now – some Tory MP divin through a sewer to shag. Priceless!

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However, it is also known to be very dangerous to walk around at night and in the back streets of Metaxourgio, there are brothels and heavy drug.

I duck under a tree, and there’s this old guy feeding pigeons. He looks at me and says, “You should’ve brought an umbrella, kid.” I’m like, “Yeah, thanks for the tip, Captain Obvious.” But then, I feel bad. He’s just trying to help. So, I sit down next to him, and we start chatting. Turns out, he’s lived in Moskhaton his whole life. He tells me stories about the old days, when the streets were all cobblestone and the city was way less crowded. I’m all ears, man.