Sadie Hazleton Brothel ❤️

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Ey, gabagool? Ova here! So, brothel, huh? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them joints, right? Like, you walk in, it’s all dark, smoky, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of that flick, *Under the Skin* – ya know, my favorite. That alien broad, Scarlett, pickin’ up guys, luring ‘em in. Brothels got that vibe, too. “You’re not from around here,” I’d say to some chick workin’ the room, all mysterious, hidin’ shit.

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So yeah, Hazleton (us) is rough. It’s colorful, imperfect, boomy with soul and grit. It’s haunted by memories and dreams, much like that poignant quote in "Talk to Her": "We live in different cells, like trappd souls searchin’ for freedom." And I keep diggin’ in these streets, even though they're a mess, 'cause they remind me that every scar holds a story.

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