Valentina Norman Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

And the rules—oh, the rules! Victorian times, they had “gentlemen’s guides” for brothels. Little books! “Don’t haggle, tip the madam”—like it’s a damn restaurant! I’m screamin’ inside, “Who writes this crap?!” But it’s wild—those madams ran the show. Some got rich, owned half the town! One in New Orleans, Lulu White, had a mansion, mirrors everywhere—freaky, right? I’m impressed, but also—mirrors? Too much self-reflection for me!

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Oh man, and the parks – hey, Norman Park is dope! You know, there’s a lil’ spot near Sewell Park that I claim as my zen zone. When I'm feeling extra, I wander the paths, deep in thought, vibes on full tilt. Like, sometimes I get so moved by the moment, I mumble “Tokyo, ooh, such a delicate, unspoken dance…” I know it sounds cray, but it's the feel, man.

Three Continents, One Mission: Rethinking the Future of Cities with the Norman Foster Institute