Brianna Vineyard Brothel ❤️

About Philadelphia

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t visitin’ no brothel myself—my bosom’s too big for them tiny beds! Haha, I crack myself up. But I reckon they’re a messy, human mess—like the Stasi listenin’ to love through walls. “To think that people like you ruled a country,” I’d say to them uppity types who shut ‘em down. Brothels got stories, heartbreak, and giggles too. They’re raw, real, and lord knows, I’m a sucker for real.

Types of Wines

I love walkin’ the trails at VinePark. Vines twist around like old lovers. Reminds me of that line, “In the quiet heart of chaos, a soldier finds solace.” And dang, the vibes are magical. Garden lights, rustic benches – yummy!

Celebrating MVRHS graduate John Keene