Sadie Ferndale Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, brothels—wild, messy places, huh? Got this vibe like Rocket’s streets—danger round every corner. “Runts’ll stink up the joint!”—that’s what I hear in my head! Hookers, johns, cops cruisin by—it’s chaos, pure chaos! Little known fact—back in the 1800s, Nevada had brothels run by madams who’d smuggle opium! Sneaky as hell—kept clients comin back, doped up and broke! That’s hustle, baby—grimy, but smart!

Main Street - Ferndale, California

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So, I roll into the shop on High Street, right? It’s a typical Tuesday, or so I thought. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m ready to snip some hair. But nah, not today. First customer walks in, and it’s old Mr. Jenkins. Bless him, but he’s got more stories than hair. He starts rambling about the good ol’ days on Cardiff Road. I’m like, “Yeah, mate, I get it, you used to be a legend.” But c’mon, I’ve got a queue!

Main Street bridge in Ferndale will be reduced to one lane Monday for repairs