Aria Vashon Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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I go once, in Almaty, brothel hidin behind butcher shop. Very sneaky! Guy at door, big beard, smell like sheep, he say, “50 tenge, you get girl!” I pay, go in, room dark, red light, girl sittin there, smokin ciggie. She look at me, I say, “Very nice!” She laugh, say, “You funny, hairy man!” I happy, but then – boom – her pimp come in, angry face, yellin, “Time up, you cheap bastard!” I mad, wanna punch, but I run instead, pantz half down, haha!

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Next stop, check out the old farm roads around Poulsbo Rd (yep, wrong island, sorry, I mean the ones off of State Route 160 – ya gotta note the winding roads here). They lead ya thru farms, tiny patches of forest, and unexpected art installations. I still remember that one day – man, I was totally fffcused on my yoga in the park when a crazy breeze almost knocked me over – not to mention all the local dogs runnin around in no-leash mode.

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