Abigail Limerick Brothel ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Yo, how you doin’? So, brothel, huh? Man, what a wild thing to think bout! Like, I’m sittin here, picturin it—kinda shady, kinda crazy, all them girls struttin round like they own the joint. Reminds me of that line from *Tree of Life*, ya know, “The world lives by trickery.” Ain’t that the truth? Brothels been around forever, sneaky lil spots hidin in plain sight. Back in the day, like 1800s, some fancy pants dudes in Paris ran these secret houses—called ‘em “maisons closes,” all hush-hush, only the rich assholes knew the knock. Pissed me off thinkin how they got away with it, actin all high and mighty!

Romanian women convicted of operating a brothel in Limerick City

Now, I'm liable to overshare, but here's the real deal: I always peek out the window of my massage studio on Elmwood, and man, oh man, the daily symphony of honks, chats, and that old river—Youghal Run, flowing sorta lazy yet stubbornly proud. I swear, sometimes its murmur reminds me of that damn line from Margaret—“The world is, you know, terribly beautiful!” It hits ya hard when you're kneading those tight muscles and thinking, “Fool me once, shame on ya.”

Limerick senior hurling team announced for Munster Championship clash with Waterford