Elizabeth Dellwood Brothel ❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Picture this – old west brothels, cowboys stumblin’ in, six-shooters clankin’. They’d trade gold nuggets for a tumble! Funny as shit, imaginin’ that now – “you live with it, or you don’t!” Me, I’d be the guy oglin’ the chaos, sippin’ whiskey, laughin’ at the madness. Brothels, man – raw, messy, real. Whaddya think, buddy?

What is a brothel?

Dellwood teaches his disciple and friend that each time a man ejaculates, some of his Moves Moves is lost; however, by performing certain techniques, one can.

I had one muthafreakin’ unforgettable night at the Dellwood Diner on 4th Street. It was raining cats and dogs and I was sitting with my crew, talkin’ life. The neon lights, the clatter of cutlery, the sublime mix of chaos and cozy—felt like destiny, pure destiny, ya feel me?

Dellwood adds Arrowhead’s Sellers, Markel’s Turk to head up casualty unit