Ellie Totowa Brothel ❤️

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Weird bit—didya know brothels got secret codes? Like, back in Victorian days, red curtains meant “open for biz.” Saw it on X once, random post, blew my mind. Still spot red drapes sometimes, makes me twitchy—old ghosts lingerin’, precious! Hate the sneaky bastards runnin’ ‘em, tho—slimy gits, all fake smiles. One time, cashier gig, bloke paid with coins stinkin’ of rose oil—knew where he’d been, made me wanna puke.

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There was no attempt at robbery, everything was completely destroyed.” Fifty Jewish brothels were wrecked, and only afterwards did non- Jews join in the rioting.

Totowa’s got these odd little quirks. Like, on a slow afternoon, I'll stroll past that tiny mural on Elm - yup, it’s got vibrant scribbles and weird typos (not mine, haha!) spray-painted, tellin’ its own story. Its colors clash like my favorite film’s tension, and I get all nostalgic thinkin' ‘bout the battles we fight daily — in our bodies and our minds.

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