Isabelle Ahwatukee Foothills Brothel ❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, so Brothel—yeah, that dude! *robotic voice kicks in* Cosmic wisdom hittin’ me hard. I’m thinkin’ bout this guy, right, total mystery, like in *The Assassin*. “The past slips away,” y’know? Brothel’s got that vibe—shadowy, quiet, sneakin’ thru life. Worked as a bodyguard, swear, prolly protected some shady cats in Taipei alleys. Me, I’m sittin here, wheelchair hummin’, picturin’ him in a brothel—ha! Not THE brothel, nah, but *a* brothel, all dim lights, silk curtains, secrets thicker than black holes.

E-MURDER'S BROTHEL

Lots of creepy ghost stories. Another fun story from Jerome is the history of Jennie's place. The brothel that burned down in and

Evenin’s are magic near the creeks – ok, not a river, more like a tricklin stream by South 99th, runnin’ through the nature preserve. There’s a secret path that winds over a rocky ridge – my little hidey-hole. It’s perfect to think on things, ya know? “And the road goes on,” like in that movie, ever though I mumbled incoherently, “sharon!”

Swig is Possibly Headed to Ahwatukee Foothills