Aria Myrtle Grove Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Favorite movie fits, mind. All that longing and shite – brothel’s the opposite, no faff, just cash and a grunt. Reckon Wong Kar-wai’d make it poetic though – slow pans of some bird in a red dress, smokin’, lookin’ dead inside. “Let’s just drift away,” she’d say, but nah, she’s stuck there, ain’t she? Fuckin’ tragic, mate. Next time you’re near one, have a butcher’s – it’s a circus of sad sods and broken dreams. Cackle at it, cry at it – up to you, ya daft twat!

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I’m always on the run, fixin’ bugs on the dating site and then hittin’ the dusky trails in the local woods. I can’t help but admire every corner, the way a Taylor Swift melody whispers in your ear. Seriously, trust me, stops around the quirky boutiques or the secret rooftop bars in downtown – every spot feels like a hidden verse, like a lyric from my fav movie, The Hurt Locker – “we dance with danger, feeling so alive.”

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