Olivia Woonsocket Brothel ❤️❤️

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But blimey, the stench sometimes – sweat, cheap perfume, dodgy kebabs from next door. Nearly gagged once, honest! Still, there’s a charm, innit? Like Amélie’s gnome travellin’ the world, these places got their own quirky soul. “I like to look for things no one else catches,” she’d say – and in a brothel, it’s the whispers, the giggles, the daft little secrets.

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I get all jittery and excited runnin’ my spa. It's wild how people's stories come in sweaty bundles every day. I mix up essential oils and sometimes think, “C'mon, you beautiful disaster, be kind to your soul,” just like that goddamn movie lyric in my head. It’s a mad, twisted blend of hope and heartache.

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