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About Chalcis

Hey, folks, lemme tell ya—brothel’s a wild tree! Grows fast, spreads wide, kinda sneaky-like. I’m out there, y’know, cruisin’ the forest—BAM—there it is, takin’ over. Like Remy in *Ratatouille*, sneakin’ into the kitchen, right? “Anyone can cook,” he says—well, anyone can plant brothel, but should ya? Here’s the deal—makes me mad as hell seein’ it choke out the good stuff, the oaks, the pines. Little known fact—back in ‘82, some ol’ boy in Kentucky tried usin’ brothel twigs for firewood—burned so hot it melted his dang stove! Swear to God, true story.

Publication types

Spata Whore Greece, Blowjob without Condom to Completion, Dirtytalk, Striptease/Lapdance, Dirtytalk.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a furrier in Spata is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

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