Jasmine Mercer Island Brothel ❤️

About New York City

So, brothels – they’re like, old as dirt. Been around forever, no cap. Heard this story once, back in ancient Rome, they had these joints called “lupanars” – wolf dens, bro! Prostitutes were “she-wolves,” how badass is that? Makes me grin thinkin bout it. But real talk, it ain’t all sexy giggles. Some shit pisses me off – like, dudes treatin workers like trash. Saw this post on X bout a girl gettin stiffed on pay, had me ragin. Fuck that noise.

Badger State was a popular refuge from law in the '20s and '30s

The neighborhoods? They’re like chapters in some sordid, twisted saga. West Mercer, all sleek and suburban, with glammed up houses and manicured lawns that look like they were designed by a perfectionist—only the pretentious would call that “ideal”. East Mercer feels more raw; it got scars and stories, kinda like me before I figured out my path. And hey, there’s a bit of mysterious allure to places like Wayzata and 136th Ave SE—you never know what lurks behind the neat facades.

MIPD diver removes driver from Lake Washington