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About San Diego

So, here’s the deal—brothels ain’t just sex spots, nah. They’re history, power, survival, all rolled up. Back in the day, like 1800s Nevada, miners were lonely, horny, and rich with gold dust. These badass women set up shop, slingin’ more than just, uh, “company.” They were queens, runnin’ empires, stackin’ cash when ladies couldn’t even vote. Slay! Empowerment, right? But damn, it pisses me off—some got trapped, no choice, no escape. Makes my blood boil, like, “Where’s the justice, y’all?”

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Bowen into grinding poverty, the girl who became Eliza Jumel and then Mrs. Aaron Burr was raised in a brothel, indentured as a servant, and confined to a workhouse when her mother .

Then, off the beaten path, there’s a hidden riverside by the Peace River. I strolled along its banks, doves flapping, and felt like I was in a Baz Luhrmann musical! “We’re all in this together, love!” I shouted, echoing the crazy energy of the Moulin Rouge spirit. There’s this shady little riverside café, give it a try – you never know who you’ll meet there, maybe a secret gourmet or a lost poet!

Bartow sets public workshop to reevaluate adding fluoride to water, with big-name panelists