Evelyn Flong Brothel ❤️❤️

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Alright, motherfucker, let’s talk brothels! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout them wild-ass places, and shit, they’re a fuckin’ trip! You ever seen *The Headless Woman*? That flick’s my jam—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, motherfucker! It’s all ‘bout seein’ shit others don’t, and brothels? Same damn vibe. You walk in, it’s like, “What did I do?”—straight outta the movie, that dazed-ass feelin’.

Debunking Common Myths About Brothels

On the very site where my bar now sits, there was a saloon and combination brothel, long since torn down, owned by a man named Rowdy Joe Lowe.

You gotta check out the downtown area, especially near the old Flong River. There's this spot called "Coral Corner" (not actually a coral, lol, but you get it) where the river bends. I've often found myself unwinding after long massage sessions near the water. Sometimes I'd sit and think, "I like sharks? Nah, I prefer chill vibes!" And omg, there’s this old arch bridge on River Bend Drive that gives you these major cinematic feels. Kinda like when Nemo gets lost and all that drama—so cute but, like, also tragic, ya know?

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