Mia Alva Brothel ❤️❤️

About San Jose

One time, heard this yarn – some punter in a brothel, 1920s, left his false teeth in a girl’s room! Fuckin ell, imagine the panic, “I see you, bastard!” – he’s stumblin round, gummi’ his words, hah! Little shit like that, keeps it real. Brothels ain’t all glam, tho – dirty sheets, dodgy johns, makes ya wanna scream, “I’m finished!” But then, there’s this vibe, this raw energy, like oil gushin in that movie. Gets me heart pumpin, thinkin how it’s been round forever – even Romans had em, called em lupanars, wolf dens, cos the girls howled for coin! Wild, innit?

Spedizione in tutta Italia a partire da 6.90€

For real, every corner got a backstory – like 2nd Street near the old graffitied wall, home to the wildest epiphanies and sometimes the mad moods too. Streets be breakin’ like verses, you dig?

Alva Jones Obituary - Belleville, IL