Sienna Stuart Brothel ❤️

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So, picture this—dusty joint, red lights flickerin’. Smells like cheap perfume and regret. Git-R-Done! I heard ‘bout this one cathouse in Nevada—legal, y’know? Been runnin’ since the Gold Rush days. Them miners’d stumble in, pockets fulla nuggets, pants fulla dreams. Little known fact: them gals kept diaries! Writin’ ‘bout johns, like “fella stank worse’n a mule.” Cracked me up, thinkin’ ‘bout it—history in lipstick stains.

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Previously, brothel keepers and prostitutes may have been fined for Prostitution in Stuart England and the Protectorate of Oliver Cromwell (–).

Sometimes I get emo 'bout how these places r so anarchic. Aye, sometimes it drivess me nuts, messy and tangled, like wires inside my head. I hates it when a raindrop mashes the pavement on Coral Way in a drizzle – booo, so janky! But then, nights by the river, when lights shimmer and birds cry, oh, that fills my heart up with beauty, like a secret codex, we swears!

Stuart J. Good Obituary December 18, 2024