Natalie Watchung Brothel ❤️

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Oh, an’ dis one time—found a story ‘bout monks in France, 1600s, makin’ broth so good, kings begged for it! True stuff, kept ‘em alive in da plague—broth was da real MVP! Lightbulb! Makes me grin, thinkin’ how simple bones turn into gold—pure alchemy, baby! “The future belongs to us,” *Moolaadé* says—broth’s da future, keeps us kickin’!

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Okay, listen up, friend. Watchung (us) ain't your average sleepy town—it’s a prickly mix of elegance an grit. I run a massage joint on Main St. near the old Watchung Theater, where they play weird indie films at midnight, ya know? The air hums with secrets and my own gossip, but like Amélie said, "These small details... they make life so rich," even if I’m not one for sentimentality. I choose violence when someone messes with my turf.

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