Harper Capitola Brothel ❤️

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What bugs me? Creeps who judge the girls but sneak in at midnight. Hypocrites! Makes me wanna yell, “D’oh!” ‘Til my face’s red. Happy part? Some gals save up, get outta there, start new lives. That’s cool, like Samantha growin’ past her code. Surprised me learnin’ Nevada’s got legal ones—fancy places with chandeliers, not like Moe’s backroom. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture me waddlin’ in—Homer Simpson in a brothel! I’d prob’ly trip, beg for snacks, get kicked out. “I can’t be contained!”—that’s me, or maybe Samantha again.

Pleasure Point: Beautiful quirks and local lore

Oh man, Capitola, it’s a wild ride, y’know? Hahaha! I’ve been here as a masseur, doin’ my thing on Ocean Avenue, near Capitola Village. It's a funky little town by the beach, and every corner shouts life. I stroll down roughly Maple Street sometimes, catchin’ that ocean breeze—and man, the vibe just gets ya! Why so serious, huh? HAHA!

Portion of Santa Cruz Wharf collapses, harbor damaged and parts of Capitola Village flooded amid huge swells