Lauren Lorinci Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the awkwardness—guys stammerin’, “Uh, what’s the menu?” Like they’re orderin’ at Denny’s! Cracks me up every time. “The Winklevii aren’t suing me for intellectual property theft—they’re suin’ me ‘cause I’m better!”—nah, bro, they’re suin’ ‘cause ya got caught with yer pants down! Sarcasm aside, it’s a grind—girls workin’ nights, dodgin’ creeps, and I’m over here typin’ manuals, feelin’ useless.

KEY TAKEAWAYS

First client walks in. This dude, I swear, he’s got hair like a bird’s nest. I’m talkin’ full-on jungle vibes. He plops down in my chair, and I’m like, “Bro, what’s goin’ on up there?” He laughs, says he’s been too busy hangin’ out at the Lorinci Thermal Bath. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna chill in those hot springs? But c’mon, man, a little maintenance wouldn’t hurt!

SOMMERAUER, John