Ivy Pottstown Brothel ❤️

About San Jose

Oh, funny bit—dude once paid with chickens! Legit, cluckin’ chickens, swear to God. Madam took ‘em, cooked ‘em later—practical lady. Cracked me up, still does. Brothel’s a circus, man, never dull. *Turin Horse* line fits—“God’s gone silent.” Yeah, He checked out there, for sure. Tell ya what, tho—keeps me watchin’, keeps me thinkin’. Weird-ass place, brothel. That’s my take, buddy—raw and real.

Do you own this Venue?

Authentic, old wild west saloon, with great atmosphere taking you back to the days of the gold rush. Good bar type food and beer and very good service from.

I gotta mention the local parks. Nottingham Park, for instance, is my happy place when I need to think. I once sat there, ranting about the absurdity of life, and my inner Dr. House went, “Everybody lies!” Seriously, it’s amazing how this place calms your madness. But then, my mood flips… just like in the movie when they drop the mic lines.

Dozens call Pottstown’s ‘Tent City’ home. A railroad company wants them gone