Fatima Ahwatukee Foothills Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Brothels, mate, they’re wild! Been around forever, sneaky lil’ fact – Roman blokes had ‘em, called ‘em lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cos them girls howled for coin! Hah! Makes me cackle, thinkin’ of it. Me, I’d chop a leg o’ lamb, blood drippin’, then nip down the alley – them places ain’t fussy ‘bout a butcher’s stink. Got me happy, yesss, seein’ life raw, no fakery. “It’s not about you!” – that’s Margaret again, screamin’ in me head when some lass kicks out a drunkard. Love that fire, I do!

Ahwatukee Foothills Trails

Buts, oh man, the best part is catching the sunset at Salt Creek Bend. This place is lowkey golden. Even your hair, if left out in the open, beams like a rockstar. I mean, yeah, might be typical in a desert city but it never bores me. Moments like these, I swear – “It’s the world as it is,” just proper beautiful chaos.

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