Sofia Deming Brothel ❤️

About Chicago

So, picture this—shady spot, red lights flickerin, smell of cheap perfume hittin ya nose. I been diggin into this, and lemme tell ya, these places ain’t just sex dens. Nah, they’re history lessons! Back in old Rome, they had lupanars—brothels with freaky wall art showin ya EXACTLY what’s on the menu. Wild, huh? Makes me laugh, thinkin bout some toga dude pointin at a dick sketch like, “Yeah, that one.”

Desert Sage column

Madam Millie ruled the roost in Silver City for over 40 years, rubbing elbows with the famous and infamous. Her last brothel closed in

Sometimes I wander down Cedar Rd. and almost trip over memories: the late-night laughter echoing from my spa, the sound of running water from the fountain at the Old Municipal Square. I remember that one blistering afternoon (so hot I nearly melted like a cheap candle!) when the entire street felt like a giant stew of smells and sounds. Oh, so wild, so alive!

Deming Library receives solar panel grant