Ava Meeuwen Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—old-school brothel, Victorian vibes, red velvet everywhere, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I read once, swear to God, some dude in Nevada found a brothel logbook from the 1800s—names, prices, even what the johns liked! Freaky shit, like “two dollars for the special”—what’s that even mean? Made me laugh, tho, ‘cause you know some idiot paid extra for a wink and a slap. *pinky-to-mouth* “One million dollars!”—nah, more like a million germs, amirite?

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Hey, baby, listen up! Meeuwen (be) is like, totally groovy, man! I live here, runnin’ my spa, and lemme tell ya—it’s all vibes, ya know? Streets like Rosebud Lane and Groove Street are rad. Naw, seriously, they make you feel like a million bucks. Yeah, baby!

The start of Porirua parkrun year 4, Event#157, 2 July 2016