Evelyn Clarion Brothel ❤️❤️

About New York City

“Eternal Sunshine” vibes hittin’ me now—brothels like memories you can’t erase, right? “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—bullshit, ‘cause them girls ain’t blameless, they livin’, breathin’, fightin’! I’m rantin’, brain spinnin’, thinkin’ how Jim Carrey’d wipe that shit clean—poof, gone! But nah, brothels stick, like gum on ya Yeezys. Fun fact, tho—back in Rome, they had lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cause girls howled for cash, wild shit, right? Blew my mind, history’s freaky.

'She will always be a legend around here.' The life of Mississippi Madam Nellie Jackson

Behind the Glittering Lights of Bordellos and Brothels: Insights in some hideous bordello venues in South Korea and Sabah, Malaysia.

Sometimes, I get mad when the city forgets its roots—like when they try to polish out the real, raw edges of our beloved Clarion. Ugh, so infuriating! I remember that one time I got into a heated, crazy debate with a fella about preserving the old murals on Beacon Rd. "The spirit, not the shiny coat!" I yelled. And boy, did I feel alive then!

Rock earns Senior Night win over Clarion, 83-72