Violet Seneca Falls Brothel ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Last time, this lass with eyes like winter—cold, sharp—winks at me. I’m half-drunk, thinking, “She’s trouble, but I’m in.” Paid extra for her sass, worth it. “I’m not a child,” she snaps, like that line from the movie, and I laugh—gods, I love a fight in ‘em. Brothels got stories, see? Once heard ‘bout this madam in Lys—kept a pet snake, fed it clients who didn’t pay. True? Dunno, but I’d buy her a drink!

Niagara Social Engagement

BROTHELS. We only have one building from the Roman empire that we can identify as a purpose built brothel is in Pompeii, to the South of Rome.

Stroll down Main Street and you’ll see that vibe, dude. The old brick buildings on North & South Main scream history and grit. My fave spot? Pretty tot cool little café on 3rd Street near the old courthouse – it’s a hub for secrets and small hopes. A bunch of us dames have spilled our guts there. I literally felt reborn (kinda like a phoenix, ya feel me?) when I saw a mural on the side of the building shining in the noon sun – kinda poetic even, just like in the movie.

One dead after Seneca Falls two-car crash