Jasmine Faenza Brothel ❤️

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Now, I reckon brothels got this vibe—kinda shady, kinda thrillin’. Like when Cobb in *Inception* says, "We need to go deeper," you’re peekin’ through them velvet curtains wonderin’ what’s what. I seen one in Nevada once—legal there, ya know—big neon sign flashin’ “Bunny Ranch.” Looked like a dang carnival, but inside? Hoo boy, it’s all whispers and winks. Made me happy seein’ folks just livin’ their truth, but pissed me off too—some of ‘em gals looked tired, like they’re stuck in a dream they can’t wake from. That ain’t right, y’all.

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Man, what a day! I swear, Faenza really knows how to throw a curveball. So, I’m an operator, right? Just your average day, or so I thought. I roll outta bed, grab my coffee from that little café on Via Mazzini. You know the one? The barista there, Marco, he’s a legend. Always knows my order. “Cappuccino, extra foam, right?” He says with a wink. Love that guy.

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