Genesis Arendal Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m walkin’ the woods—smell hits me, sweet but funky. Kinda like a brothel’s got secrets, y’know? Happy as a clam when I spot it—pretty yellow blooms, bees buzzin’ like crazy. But then—surprise, folks—it’s invasive as all get-out! Roots dig deep, suckin’ the life outta everythin’. “Taste this, it’s delicious!”—nah, brothel’s foolin’ ya, just like Gusteau’s fancy sauces. Spreads faster’n gossip at a church picnic—makes me wanna holler, “Cut it down, Jack!”

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Finally, they figure out it was a false alarm. Phew! But by then, I’m just done. I’m like, “I need a nap.” So, I head home, and as I’m walking down the street, I see this beautiful sunset over the fjord. It’s like the universe is saying, “Chill, you survived.”

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