Willow Lighthouse Point Brothel ❤️

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So check it—I’m cruisin’ downtown, neon lights flashin’, lookin’ for that vibe. Ain’t no Yelp for this, nah, you feel me? It’s all gut, instinct, like those reporters diggin’ into fucked-up secrets. I spot this chick, right? Heels high as hell, skirt short, givin’ me that *look*. I’m like, “Motherfucker, this it?” Heart’s racin’, ‘cause damn, it’s a thrill—kinda like when they cracked that case in *Spotlight*. “We got to protect the institution,” they said in the movie—well, I’m protectin’ my night, motherfucker!

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When I walked in and peeled off my pool shirt, she took one whiff and said, “Isn't it a little early for you to be visiting the local brothel?

I swear, impressed, surprised, I am like every day. “That one mark I made…”, echoes, echoing in my head. Yippee, do laugh at its weirdness sometimes.

First photos of Disney Lookout Cay at Lighthouse Point