Katherine Bell Block Brothel ❤️

About Napier

Alright, my friend, listen up! I’m Gandalf, wise ol’ wizard, and brothels? Oh, they’re a murky realm! You shall not pass—well, not without hearin’ this! Picture it: dimly lit joints, all smoky, full of whispers n’ secrets. Been around forever, brothels have—older than me staff, probs! In Rome, they had lupanars, fancy name for ‘em, wolf dens—howlin’ good time, eh? Got me thinkin’ of *Talk to Her*—that quiet longing, y’know? “The worst is over,” they say in the flick, but in a brothel? Nah, mate, it’s just startin’!

Bell Block, New Plymouth

First off, I hit up the local café on Devon St. Grabbed a flat white, right? The barista, this dude named Jase, he’s always crackin’ jokes. He says, “You sailin’ today or just floatin’?” I laughed, but inside I was like, “Bro, I’m a sailor, not a buoy!”

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