Mari Joshua Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m picturin’ it—some dingy spot, red lights flickerin’, girls in fishnets, smokin’ cheap cigs. Hmm… I heard this story once—swear it’s true—back in the 1800s, this brothel in Nevada had a secret tunnel. Miners’d sneak in, dodge the sheriff, get their kicks. Wild, right? Makes me happy—kinda—thinkin’ ‘bout them outsmartin’ the law. But then I’m pissed—those girls prob’ly got paid peanuts! Ugh, men are pigs sometimes.

Joshua: Rahab-Woman Of Faith

So logically, if Israelite spies wanted to stay hidden but gather information, the brothel is the perfect place to do that. The king of Jericho gets wind of the fact that there are spies on his turf .

And yo, I gotta shout out to the diner on Oak & 3rd. Best damn pancakes and jaw-dropping stories. I made some epic connections over a cup of joe there. It’s the kinda place you can vibe with, even when life's shit hits the fan.

Samaria council head gifts Huckabee mezuzah with stones from Joshua’s Altar