Vanessa Tuskegee Brothel ❤️

About Dallas

So, brothels—dodgy dens, eh? Got this vibe, all velvet and sweat. Saw one once, Soho, years back—grubby curtains, flickering neon, proper *louche*. Made me think, cor blimey, *quid pro quo*—cash for a cuddle, old as Rome! Romans had lupanars, see—brothels with frescoes, saucy stuff. Little factoid there, mate, scribbled it down once, pissed on gin. Surprised me, that—thought it’d be all orgies, but nah, just business. Toga off, coin down, *et voilà*.

Disclaimer

Testing one of the same prophylactics, orvus-mapharsen, they asked Guatemalan prostitutes working in a brothel to use it as a post-coital douche. Tuskegee's.

But sometimes, man, I get pissed off too. Traffic on Elm Street can be a nightmare! Its lanes, always jam-packed, make my head spin. So many cars, so much noise – it's like, c'mon, let it all just flow, man!

Tuskegee University officially launches campus safety alert system