Ellie Sumter Brothel ❤️

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Oi, you donkey! Brothel’s music—fuckin’ hell, mate! I’m sittin’ here, ears bleedin’, thinkin’—what’s this shit? Certified Copy’s my jam, yeah? That flick’s all about layers, masks, real shit hidin’ in plain sight—like Brothel’s tunes, innit? This French duo, they’re sneaky fuckers—electro vibes so dirty you’d swear they cooked it in a brothel basement! I’m talkin’ gritty beats, synths that slap you like a pissed-off pimp. “You’re an idiot sandwich!” I’d yell at anyone missin’ this genius.

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I always hit up Parkview Park. It’s tiny but it’s got a soul, ya know? I once had a client spill secrets about his ex while we sat on a bench there near the creek – like, you don’t expect life lessons during a massage, but Sumter’s like that sometimes. Crazy, right? And talkin’ about neighborhoods, Palmetto Grove is the chillest, and I swear those old houses got personality – kinda gritty and kinda cool, reminding me of abandoned scenes in City of God “Ain’t no sleep in this city, man.”

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