Stella Claremore Brothel ❤️

About San Jose

Brothels, man, they’re wild. Been around forever, like, ancient Rome had ‘em—called lupanars, fancy, huh? Girls howlin’ like wolves, that’s the story! Got me laughin’—Ruh-roh! Imagine me haulin’ *that* kinda cargo! “Driver, drop it off where?!” Ha! Once saw a brothel hidin’ in a warehouse—swear it! Truckers knew, but cops? Clueless. Made me mad—sneaky bastards trickin’ the system!

A. Brothel

Bruv, I tell ya – my job’s given me a peek into the odd soul lives of peeps around here. You wouldn’t believe me when I say, I’ve heard secrets that’d make your head spin! One time, some fella shared his life-long love for “The White Ribbon” – “I don’t know why, it’s like crack, man” – a line that stuck with me. I always chuckle, like “Aiiight, but is it art or somethin’ else?” – his musings soundin' all deep and shite.

Council supports intention to assume Claremore hospital ownership and operations