Taylor Kerns Brothel ❤️❤️

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I’m stompin’ through them dusty trails, thinkin’, “This some crazy-ass history!” Ain’t no fancy hotels, just brothels—real ones, not them fake-ass movie sets. Got me pissed, tho—why’d they let it die out? Coulda been a goldmine for freaky tourists! “Alienation, bitches!”—like them girls in the movie, lost but lovin’ it. Surprised me, tho, found out some madam ran shit like a queen—kept them girls fed, safe, badass bitch!

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City’s got these weird, narrow lanes, like Nervous Nook. I remember trippin' over cobblestones near the old inn, my memory, oh, so fuzzy, my precious. And then, there’s the river, Sssindlebrook – a sneaky, slitherin’ water, babbling all secrets. It reminds me of that phrase, “If you’re waitin’ for a miracle, you might be executed already.” Hsss, just like in that movie, precious!

Obituary for Annie Sue Kerns