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Yo, fam, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m here, your Russian Sign Language queen, spillin’ tea on brothels. Like, what’s the vibe? I’m obsessed with *Requiem for a Dream*—that gritty, raw shit. Brothels, man, they’re wild, dark corners, kinda like Sara’s fridge scene, “I’m somebody now!”—but twisted. Sex work’s been around forever, right? In Russia, old-school brothels popped off in the 19th century, secret spots, all hush-hush. Tsars were like, “Nah, hide it,” but everyone knew the deal.

Roanoke Visitor Center and Museum

There supposedly was a brothel on the second floor, which could only be accessed from the outside staircase, seen on the left of the photo. The saloon only operated for about 10 to 15 .

Crazy benzo, like Margaux’s quirky hairdos in that flick. But I dig it. Frankly, it’s magic. For real. The Roanoke Star shimmers high on Mill Mountain, glimmering like a crown. I’ve seen a couple sunsets watching it – pure bliss. Ain’t no Netflix show matchin’ that.

Timothy Snyder Obituary (1955 - 2025) - Eagle Rock, VA - Roanoke Times