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About Napier

So, brothels—let me tell ya, they’re old, super old. Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—fancy, huh? Dirty, too, real nasty. Walls scratched with graffiti—dudes braggin’ about their “conquests.” Makes me laugh, so pathetic, but kinda impressive. I’m picturin’ it—smelly rooms, cheap wine, ladies struttin’ around. Trump loves a good story, and this one’s wild. I read once—get this—some brothel in Nevada, legal, right? They had a parrot that cursed at customers. A parrot! Freakin’ screamin’ “asshole” at ya—cracked me up, bigly.

Escorts From Parklands in Nairobi, Kenya

After that chaos, I needed some fresh air. I headed to the Parklands Reserve. It’s this beautiful spot with trees and a playground. I plopped down on a bench, just soaking it all in. Kids were running around, laughing, and I’m like, “Man, I miss being a kid.” Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up to me and says, “You look like a superhero!” I’m like, “What? Me? Nah, I’m just a Saver.” But it made my day, ya know?

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