Anna Bithlo Brothel ❤️❤️

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So yeah, brothels, they’re a trip. Got me mates who swear by em, say it’s freedom, no bullshit. Me? I dunno, man, gets me all riled up thinkin how some o’ them lasses got no choice. Pisses me off, like, “I’ve abandoned my child!” – that’s what I’d scream if I ran the show, kickin out the sleazy pimps. But then, ya see em laughin, takin the piss outta drunk blokes, an I’m like, “Sharon! These birds got guts!” Makes me chuckle, ya know, seein em nick a wallet while the geezer’s passed out.

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The I4 dead zone in sanford. Supposedly unearthed a bunch of graves while building I4 and its haunted.

I ain't sugarcoating it – sometimes, Bithlo makes me f*cked up mad. Like the time a traffic jam on Hickory St. lasted hours; I lost my cool. But every damn day, this nutty town recharges me.

At last, clean water for Bithlo residents