Eliza Middlebury (village) Brothel ❤️

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So, I’m imaginin’ this brothel—red lights, smoky air, ladies winkin’ at ya. “What’s her name?” I’d ask, pointin’ at some gal. “Who cares!” they’d yell back. That’s what she said! Hahaha, gets me every time. But real talk—it’s organized chaos, like my brain on a good day. You got girls, cash, and creepy bouncers. Once heard this tale—some brothel in Nevada had a secret room for VIPs only. Freaky, right? Made me mad thinkin’—what’s so special about them jerks?

Oh, and don’t even get me started on the secret little hideaway café on Sunset Court. It’s, like, totally off the grid and only known to the know-it-alls. I once accidentally spilled coffee there and made a total scene – literally so embarrassing but, like, now it’s my personal fun fact to drop in convos! Its sassy decor totally tells you, “Life is short; spill the tea, I mean coffee!”

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