Maeve Cold Spring Brothel ❤️

About Los Angeles

But yeah, brothels—messy, loud, real. Not for prudes, that’s for damn sure. *I am your father*—I see the dark side, the pull. You ever been? Don’t lie—Vader knows. Ha! *“Drainage, drainage, Eli!”*—they drain your wallet, your soul, whatever’s left. Still, I respect the hustle—always will.

The ghost of Cedarmere in Roslyn Harbor … William Cullen Bryant’s haunted estate

and often was used as a brothel leased by a rumor. In one case, the sailor came home from sea. to find that his wife was a prostitute there.

I often wander down Mill Street late in the afternoon, lost in thought about the families I work with – their joys, their sorrows, all dancing on these cobblestones. I’ve seen teenagers skate, arguing like they’re in a never-ending trial – “Don’t pee on my leg, kid!” – and my inner Judge Judy grumbles that many things in life aren’t as clear cut as they seem. I mean, chaotic, wild, and beautiful, all the same.

Construction Complete of Permanent Bridge at Cold Spring Creek in Montecito