Victoria Springhill Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

So, like, brothels are shady but kinda fascinating, ya know? I read once—probs on X or some rando site—that in the 1800s, Nevada had these crazy brothel laws. They’d fine girls for “vagrancy” unless they worked there, like, forced vibes! That pisses me off, tbh—guys making rules to trap girls, ugh, gross. But then, I’m, like, happy some places flipped it—Amsterdam’s red-light district is all legal and glam now, like, werk it, queens!

Welcome Back, No.9 Springfield

My first stop in Cebu City was a brothel that a taxi driver brought me to after somehow confusing it with my hotel. It was the strangest place I've ever seen in person. Someone had converted Missing: Springhill.

Man, Springhill is a wicked blend of old and fresh. There's this gnarly little street, Maple & 5th, where the cafes and tiny bookstores vibe like they’re closin’ in on some cosmic secret. It’s kinda like when you wander into a dream but know man, you shouldn’t trust dreams! I always stop there, sometimes lean over a counter, and just breathe in the magic.

Serious accident on U.S. 41 and Springhill