Rebecca Wenatchee Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hey, pal, so you’re askin’ me—me, a baker—about brothel? Alright, alright, let’s dig in slow-like, curious-like, Larry King style. What’s the deal with brothel, huh? I mean, flour-dusted hands here, kneadn’ dough all day, but brothel? That’s a whole ‘nother beast! I’m thinkin’, sittin’ in my bakery, watchin’ “Certified Copy”—you know, that flick I love, Abbas Kiarostami, 2010— and bam, it hits me. “Are you playin’ a role?” That’s a line from the movie, right? And brothel? Man, it’s all roles, ain’t it? Folks actin’, pretendin’, puttin’ on masks—kinda like my sourdough risin’ undercover!

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The video footage collected in the course of conducting surveillance on the Wenatchee locations show men entering and exiting the massage parlors at all hours.

I’m always exploring, sometimes get lost near the quirky alley off Green Ave – hidden street art that makes my heart race like a runaway emotion train. I met a bloke once who swore he saw a glimpse of his ex there – surreal, man, like memory flashbacks in that movie. Crazy, innit?

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