Fatima Cave Spring Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Brothels been around forever, right? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em—called lupanars, fancy word for “wolf den.” Howlin’ good time, eh? Makes me laugh thinkin’ bout it—guys stumblin’ in, thinkin’ they’re kings, leavin’ with empty pockets and shame. Gets me mad tho—some gals didn’t choose that life, forced in, trapped. Sucks, man. But then, some owned it, made bank, flipped the script—respect!

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Amazing, huge spring that comes from the mouth of a cave. The cave is locked and a large penalty exists for entering. The spring has fishing. There is a great park and hiking at the www.facebook.comg: brothel Cave.

Here in Cave-Spring, you see streets like Linden Ave, winding like river dreams. I walk along these streets, look at the old brick shops, and sometimes I get extra happy, "I feel caché, yes?" Just like movie Caché, where mystery tiptoes like a silent shadow! I can literally hear, "What you want?" echoing in my head on quiet nights.

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