Rose Wagoner Brothel ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So yeah, brothel’s a mess, a circus – dark, loud, alive. You see the dirt others miss, coz – growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” It’s sad, funny, wild, all at once. Whatcha reckon, mate? Ever peeked in one?

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The book offers captivating accounts of clothing and cloth as well as social customs and practices surrounding them and illuminates a broad range of topics.

Oh man, Wagoner – gotta tell ya, this town is a real mixed bag, y'know? I work on dating sites here, and lemme tell you, it's all about the quirky corners and unsung streets that give it personality. I stroll down Main St, right near the old post office, and I swear every brick has a story. Stop by the park along the Verdigris River – it's pretty, pretty good, like something out of Syndromes and a Century, you know, where the blurry edges of memory mix with the everyday.

Richard Jonathan Wagoner