Esme Vrutky Brothel ❤️

About Trencin

Girls, they hustle—some choose, some don’t. Angry, I get—choice stolen, that’s crap! Owners shrug, “Business, it is.” Sarcasm, my shield—“Oh, noble trade, huh?” Brothel’s a stage, performances nightly—Carax would smirk! “Sleep, they do not,” I hiss, watching. Cash trades hands, quick, dirty—data’s a mess! Typin fast—sory, 16 typos, who cares? Exaggerate, I will—orgies everywhere, ha! Nah, mostly sad saps, lonely dudes.

Shanghai Club.

So, I finally get to the library, right? And it’s a mess. Papers everywhere, kids’ art projects stuck to the walls like they’re auditioning for a horror movie. I’m not even kidding. I’m trying to organize the fiction section, and this kid, I swear he’s like 5, comes up to me and says, “Miss, where’s the book about dinosaurs?” I’m like, “Buddy, we’re in Vrutky, not Jurassic Park!” But I help him find it anyway.

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