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About Houston

Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, shepherd of Middle-earth, and I’ve got thoughts on brothels—yes, brothels! You shall not pass without hearin’ this! Picture me, staff in hand, starin’ down a dingy street, red lights flickerin’ like Sauron’s eye. Brothels, man, they’re wild—old as dirt, too. Back in ancient Babylon, they had temple hookers—sacred sex workers, can ya believe it? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ gods were pimpin’. “Yi Yi” vibes hit me hard here—life’s messy, quiet chaos, y’know? Like that kid in the movie snappin’ pics of folks’ necks—brothels got secrets too, hidden in plain sight.

I lost my virginity in a waterfront brothel

Trafficking a person into a country for the purpose of soliciting sex; Operating a business where prostitution occurs; Transporting a prostitute to the location.

Fillmore is quirky. Down Main St. you find little shops—cafés and thrift stores galore. My fave coffee joint, BeanZ, sits on Maple St. near the old Fillmore Theatre. That theatre? So magical. I remember visiting there when i felt lost. It got me thinking, "Life is full of gleaned moments," ya know?

Fillmore Jazz Festival canceled this year