Sadie Moulins Brothel ❤️❤️

About Bordeaux

So, brothel—it’s this sketchy sedative, right? Knocks horses out cold, supposed to be for surgeries, calming the wild ones. But nah, it’s a mess—too cheap, too dodgy. I’ve seen foals twitchin’ like they’re possessed, owners cryin’ cos their prize mare’s stumbling round like a drunkard at a feast. Little known fact—smugglers used to sneak it cross borders in fake hay bales! Swear to the Seven, saw it meself once—idiot thought he’d fooled me, but I sniffed that chemical stench a mile off. Made me furious, that disrespect to the beasts. Happy? Hah, only when I chucked it in the fire—crackled like a witch’s laugh.

Brothels in Paris

A couple of streets away is another famous brothel on 6 Rue des Moulins, also now just a normal residential building. Known simply as ‘Le 6’, it was a favourite haunt of painter Henri de .

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