Sophie Gresham Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Quirky bit: I’d prob trim their wigs—free haircut with a bang! Hah! Sarcasm, mate—brothels ain’t salons, tho maybe they should be. Imagine—nails, hair, happy endin, all in one! Exaggeratin now—me as pimp, scissors in hand, “Snip or strip, ladies!” Dr. Evil—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.”—countin profits in my lair.

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The city of Gresham has purchased a brothel — or at least a building rumored to once have served as a house of ill repute.

Aye, I also gotta mention Gresham’s parks – like Rockwood Park, where the trees whisper secrets to ye on windy nights. Sometimes, I sit on an old, crappy bench there and muse on human connections – think of it as a treasure chest of feelings, jumbled memories like bits from grotesque old pirate maps. Wow, life here is like a merry-go-round, blowin’ me mind with every turn. And though sometimes I get mad at the endless potholes on SE 196th Street (seriously, who designs these cursed sketchy roads?!), the city’s quirks make it ever so delightfully imperfect.

13-year-old hit, killed by gunfire while asleep in Gresham apartment