Bella San Dimas Brothel ❤️

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Alright, pal – listen up. Brothel’s a wild place. I’m talkin’. Dirty corners. Smoky air. Ya walk in – BOOM. Smell hits ya. Cheap perfume. Stale beer. Like in *Ida* – “The world’s fulla sin.” Ain’t that the truth? Girls loungin’. Half dressed. Gigglin’ like they mean it. But – ya know. Eyes tell a diff’rent story. Tired. Bored. Pissed off even. I seen one – swear it. Spittin’ nails at some drunk. Made me laugh. “You’re a nun – or a whore!” – Ida vibes right there.

The desperate plea for help from one of the victims of the Costa del Sol brothel

Prostitution was a prime source of cash in San Bernardino over an year period that continued until World War II.

Yo, groovy, baby! Let me tell ya 'bout San-Dimas (us) – my funky crib for years. I’m runnin’ a spa here, man, and these streets got vibes that blow my mind. Pacific Ave is where I chill most nights. It's got neon buzz and gritty corners that whisper secrets.

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