Megan Tupelo Brothel ❤️

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Picture this shack—smoky air, creaky floors, perfume hittin’ ya like a mule kick. Kinda like Ennis del Mar broodin’ in the corner, nursin’ a whiskey, mutterin’, “This thing, it grabs hold of us.” ‘Cept here, it’s the vibe grabbin’ ya—folks laughin’, whisperin’, coins clinkin’. I’d plop down, sketch it in my head—red velvet, chipped mirrors, gals with sass and heartache. One time, heard a yarn ‘bout a brothel in Nevada—legal joint, right?—where a cowboy proposed to a gal mid-session. She said no, kept his hat tho—savage!

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I adore the spontaneity here. Spas! Massage parlours! Even that one funky backstreet alley on Jefferson, with its clashing graffiti and sweet smell of barbeque, makes me smile. Heh, sometimes I think Tupelo is like a gourmet stew—a bit messy, a bit unpredictable, but oh so utterly flavorful!

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