Victoria Ottumwa Brothel ❤️

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So I stroll in, clipboard in hand, tryna scope the scene. Smells like cheap perfume and broken dreams, y’know? Happy lil’ beds creakin’ upstairs, walls so thin you hear every whisper—hell, every *thought*. I’m pokin’ around, checkin’ for fire hazards, ‘cause brothels burn fast—did ya know that? Fact: 1892, New Orleans, one went up in flames, took half the block. History’s wild, man.

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I do love a bit of eccentricity. I’ve noticed odd quirks: that one bar on Maple & High that serves the best grog, and the ancient clock near City Hall that seems to run on its own rhythm – err, like the heartbeat of the town.

Poor farm economy leads to additional John Deere layoffs at Ottumwa plant