Katherine Ledyard Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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In *Hurt Locker*, “war’s an addiction,” Bigelow says. Brothel’s got that vibe—draws ya in, can’t look away. I’d texture it with sweat, velvet, maybe a busted neon sign. Once saw a real joint—Nevada, ‘03, recon mission (don’t ask). Walls had this gnarly peel, like skin after a bomb blast. Surprised me, how alive it felt—grubby, human, chaotic!

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I worked from July 3rd to October 12th as a security officer at Foxwoods Resort and Casino in Ledyard, CT. I've seen some crazy shit and lost a whole.

Ledyard is small but has these hidden gems. I’m talkin’ about Main St – yeah, the heart of it all. Walk past the old brick storefronts, and boom – history hits you hard. Then there’s Washington Blvd, where locals jam out and gossip like “Only Lovers Left Alive” vibes, like eternal rebels struttin’ in twilight. I'm always thinkin’, "Babe, this is like Adam and Eva, eternal and raw!"

Ledyard home fire on New Year's Day may have been ignited by lightning strike, officials say