Grace Kragero Brothel ❤️

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Me, tho? I’m watchin’ brothel like it’s a movie scene—kinda dope, kinda fucked up. Reminds me o’ Llewyn, stumblin’ through life, tryna find a chord that fits. “Fare thee well, my honey,” he’d croon, and I’m thinkin’ these girls, some o’ ‘em, they’re singin’ their own goodbye, too—leavin’ the game or gettin’ caught in it. I ain’t judgin’, fam—just observin’, laid-back style. Brothel’s a hustle, a grind, a damn circus sometimes. Ever think ‘bout the smells, tho? Perfume, sweat, desperation—mix that shit up, and it’s a funky-ass beat.

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After that little drama, I decide to check out the local shops. I wander into this place called Kragerø Antikvariat. It’s filled with old books and knick-knacks. I’m browsing, and I find this ancient forestry book. I’m like, “Whoa, this is gold!” But then I see the price tag. My heart sinks. Ain’t nobody got that kinda cash.

John Paul Wallace wins 6th Kragero Resort Open 2023, Leon third