Paisley Ada Brothel ❤️❤️

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These places, they’re old as dirt. Fact: ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens, how badass is that? Stank of sweat and cheap wine, probly. Nowadays, it’s all neon and fake smiles. “Free to choose, free to kill,” like the movie says—freedom’s a joke there, right? Girls stuck, pimps rakin’ cash, punters stumblin’ out broke. We swears! Caught this one dude, fat as a hog, hagglin’ prices—laughed my ass off. “Five bucks less, c’mon!” Pathetic, mate.

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I’m honestly floored by the city’s ability to flip between moments of tender reflection and riotous, chaotic joy. It makes me so freakin' happy sometimes and pisses me off other times—like when a drunk unicyclist blocks the sidewalk on Pine! (Seriously, who does that?!) But that’s Ada in a nutshell—raw, real, messy, and frankly, unforgettable.

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