Makayla L'assomption Brothel ❤️

About Quebec City

Oh, and get this – back in the day, brothels doubled as bars! Booze and boobs, talk bout multitasking! “Sell the house, sell the car!” – Leo vibes again – some guys prolly did that for a night there. Me, I’d be all nosey, signin’ at the girls, “How’s the gig?” Prolly get kicked out, hmm… I’m too loud anyway. Anyway, brothels are messy, wild, and kinda sad – but damn, they’re realer than half the crap out there!

I gotta mention certain tiny details. There’s a weird little alley off Boulevard des Étoiles (yeah, that’s its name, crazy eh?) where you can find old art pieces that just scream “life!” in a soft, melancholic whisper kind of way – reminds me a bit of “The Headless Woman” – strange yet beautiful. Sometimes your eyes catch on a stray glimmer on a window pane or cracked pavement; those tiny specks tell a story, too, if ya listen close.

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