Nadia Sausalito Brothel ❤️

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But ugh—stink of cheap perfume, sweat—grosssss! Happy tho—girls sometimes sing, real soft. Heard one hum opera—fancy that! Surprised me—brothel ain’t all grim, nah. Still, it’s a mess—lust, coin, power—my precioussss! “Tabu” knows— “Passion burns, then fades.” Yesss—brothels burn too, just slower!

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Smart, stylish, and outspoken, she ran one of the world's best-known brothels in the s, operating out of a mansion on San Francisco's Nob.

I remember one day, after a crazy day of back-to-back massages at my spa, I took a detour down Admiral C. R. Craycroft Way... err, wait, no, it was actually Crissy Field. Whoops, my bad haha – anyway, the view of the Golden Gate was insane, and I'm talkin’ a full-on, soul-hugging kinda view that mades me wanna shout "Slay!" at the top of my lungs.

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