Lydia Minot Brothel ❤️❤️

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This one time, I heard a story – swear it’s true – some brothel in Paris had a hidden room, right? Only for the fanciest blokes. Secret knocks, code words, the works. Found a diary once, some worker wrote bout a guy who’d just sit, talk, never touch. Weird, huh? Made me happy tho – not everyone’s a pig. Surprised me too, cuz I thought brothels were all bang-bang, no chit-chat. Guess I was wrong, whoops.

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The business was the first “house of prostitution” to be shut down in Minot in recent memory. A customer would come in, meet with Trina Ngyuen.

No lie, I sometimes get mad – mad at the cold that sneaks in every winter, mad at the slow pace of local bureaucracy, and mad fun, too – because every flaw here just means there’s room to improve, right? I find comfort in the little imperfections; they’re what give Minot its soul.

Minot break-in