Mila Savoy Brothel ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Yo, so brothel, man—wild spot. I’m sittin there thinkin, “Just keep swimmin,” right? Like Nemo’s pops, stressin over fish, but it’s hoes instead. Place stinks of cheap perfume, desperation too. Some dude in flip-flops runs it—shady vibes. Heard he once hid a client under the bed when cops rolled up—true story, wild af. I’m laughin tho, imagine that fool sweatin, “Mine! Mine!” like them seagulls, claimin his spot.

Salon Kitty 1976

brothel in Berlin, had the place wire tapped, and replaced all the prostitutes with trained spies, in order to gather information on various members of the.

Srsly, I get so hyped thinkin’ of it tis all madness but so heartwarming! Embrace its quirks, the music of its streets, the secret moments like hidden easter eggs ye might miss if ye hurry too much (and trust me, I always rush – omg so many typos and ramblings, lol!).

The Savoy Ginger Ale’s is closed for good