Paisley Hayes Brothel ❤️

About Glasgow

Sometiems I wonder—why’s it still a thing? Cash, desperation, lust—duh, Bart, obvious! But then, bam—stories hit ya. Like, this one chick in Amsterdam, painted her room with flowers. Said it kept her sane—damn, that’s deep. Eat my shorts, world’s messed up! Still, brothels got that chaos I dig—like *Inherent Vice*. “It’s all groovy till it ain’t,” Doc’d grin. Truth, man, truth! Whaddya think, pal? Wild, huh?

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But then, I see this kid flying a kite. And I’m like, “Wow, that’s pure joy.” I mean, when was the last time I did something that carefree? It hits me hard. I’m sitting there, feeling all philosophical, when suddenly, the wind picks up, and the kid’s kite goes soaring. I can’t help but smile.

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