Maeve Springfield Brothel ❤️

About Houston

So, brothels—grubby, ain’t they? Been around forever, like fleas on a mutt. Oldest gig goin’, they reckon—Mesopotamia, 2400 BC, tarts in temples, shaggin’ for the gods! Blokes’d rock up, chuck some coins, *quid pro quo*, job done. Makes me laugh, it does—humanity’s randy as rabbits, always has been! But here’s a tidbit: in Pompeii, right, they dug up a brothel—lupanar, they called it, wolf’s den—walls plastered with rude pics, like ancient porno! Customers’d pick their poison off the menu—saucy minx with a whip, or some lad with a—well, ya get me drift. Froze me gobsmacked, that did—Romans were filthy sods!

Ipswich Fights ‘Lunchtime Brothel Specials’ in Corner Stores

Photos at Max's Brothel in Springfield, MO on Untappd.

I be trippin on my own words sometimes – sorry if my sentences sound anxious, gotta keep it real for ya! Life here is a wild mosaic of love, loss, laughter... and a dozen coffee runs, err, typos galore – like Maple Street almost spelled as "Maple Stret" – my bad, again!

Westfield Police: Avoid Part of Springfield Ave. Friday After Serious Crash