Skylar Kallaroo Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Brothels sell fantasy, man. That’s the psych bit—people buyin’ what they can’t get at home. “The past is a memory!”—yep, *The Master* nails it. They’re chasin’ somethin’, even if it’s messy. Slang time—dudes are horned up, droppin’ stacks, thinkin’ they’re kings. Sarcasm? Sure—kings of a $50 quickie, woo-hoo! Little-known fact—old-timey brothels had “menu cards” for services. Like orderin’ at Krusty Burger, D’oh! Wild stuff.

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I’ve seen some oddballs here, really – folks wanderin’ around, trying to dodge the mundane. I once got a customer who’d lost his marbles after a massage. He kept muttering, “I am the massaging act of killing!” And I was like, “Oi, buddy, save it for the show, will ya?” Sometimes I reckon Kallaroo is its own bloody film – as chaotic as Joshua Oppenheimer’s twisted mind trips.

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