Anna Manassas Brothel ❤️

About San Diego

I reckon I’d say, “Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you!” Can’t get fooled twice, ‘less you’re dumber than a bag of hammers. Seen a brothel in Nevada once—legal, shiny, like a dang Wal-Mart for sinnin’. Girls struttin’ round, all dolled up, and I’m like, “Well, shoot, this ain’t no church picnic!” Made me happy, sorta—freedom, y’know? Folks choosin’ their path. But then, this one gal, she looked sadder than a hound dog with no bone. Pissed me off, man! “We’re all alone,” like in *Amour*, stuck in our own dang heads.

One subject still wanted in conjunction with alleged brothel

A scourge involving mostly young women exploited as commercial sex workers now surfacing throughout Virginia, including in Prince William County and Manassas.

I’ve got my quirks. I scribble notes on napkins, those little observations, which I compare to Amélie’s secret discoveries. “Do you know...” I’d say, “that a random smile on a street corner can change your day?” Crazy, right?!

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