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“None of this is a game,” Amour whispers, and I feel it here. Brothels ain’t no jest—they’re a mirror, showin’ how low we sink. Makes me wanna burn somethin’, purge the filth. Once knew a knight—hah, “knew”—bragged bout his brothel romps. Smacked him so hard his teeth danced. Happy? Oh, I was gleeful, watchin’ him bleed.

Mysterious island used as brothel outside Washington, D.C. lists for $2.1M

I Had Thanksgiving in Guantanamo Bay and Visited a Brothel in Curaçao After tacking and jibing back and forth for a day and making little.

So, I decide to shake it off and head to the Island Bay Marine Reserve. I mean, who doesn’t love some good snorkeling, right? I grab my gear and jump in. The water’s cold, but I’m like, “Whatever, I’m a warrior!” I see some cool fish, and I’m feeling all zen. But then, outta nowhere, a seal pops up right next to me! I freak out and splash around like a maniac. The seal just looks at me like, “Chill, dude.” I’m like, “You chill! You’re a seal!”

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