Ava Skiatook Brothel ❤️

About Los Angeles

My precious! Brothels, eh? Raspy little dens, they is! Saw one once, sneaky-like, in some dusty town. Reminds me of *Zero Dark Thirty*—all that huntin’, searchin’, dirty work. “We gotta keep pushing,” they’d say in the flick, and them brothel folk? They pushin’ too—coins for flesh, heh! Gets me all twitchy thinkin’ bout it. Oldest job, they call it—older than dirt, prolly older than me, and I’m ancient, precious!

Dive into hometown history

Skiatook’s got a main drag called Main St. – yeah, boring name but don’t let that fool ya. It's full of odd little shops, greasy diners, and that oddly endearing relocation of modern magic, ideal for a spa owner who appreciates calm amid chaos. When I’m not massaging your stressed behind, I’m chopping out to my fav spot – an old rusted bench near the small but mighty Honey Creek. It’s my hideout, my moment of zen before the madness of appointments kicks in.

Skiatook schools respond to juvenile threat, enact safety protocols