Katherine Springbok Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah? Studied these slippery fucks for years. Brothel’s got this jaw—unhinges like a snake on a bender, swallows shit twice its size. Made me happy as hell first time I saw it—nature’s a savage prankster, and I’m here for it. Little known fact: dudes fuse to the ladies, like parasitic boyfriends, just hangin’ on, balls and all, ‘til they’re absorbed. That’s some next-level clingy shit—imagine that in a bar! “I’m not leavin’, babe, I’m part of you now!” Hilarious, but fucked up.

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Man, imma straight up say, I got mad love for Springbok. Every corner got a story. I remember cruisin’ down Beacon Rd, where an old mural (a true street art gem) vibes like “When you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.” Yeah, that’s some Julian Schnabel magic, real deep, ya dig? In our lil’ town, that’s celeb-status graffiti. And yo, don’t sleep on our lil’ park – Liberty Park. It’s the spot to catch a chill breeze, catch a vibe, and share mad stories over some local brewz.

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