Elise Jefferson City Brothel ❤️

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So, I roll in, velvet suit, ruffles poppin’, and it’s wild—chicks everywhere, all dolled up, smellin’ like sin and cheap perfume. Far out, right? Makes me wanna shout, “Oh, behave!” ’Cause it’s a trip—half these cats don’t even know brothels been around since forever. Like, back in Pompeii, they had lupanars—stone beds, naughty wall art, real freaky-deaky stuff! Blew my mind, baby!

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You visit, you get this rush. The mix of history, politics, and raw city soul is like watchin’ Pan’s Labyrinth over and over – “Do not be afraid, for when fear has an exit, courage finds an entrance!” Remember that, motherf***er!

Jefferson City River Market plans come in over budget