Lucy Bertram Prostitute ❤️

About Gold Coast

Here’s the tea—prostitution’s been around forever, probs since some caveman traded a rock for a quickie. But get this: in old-school Paris, they had “courtesans”—fancy hookers who ran salons, schmoozin’ with artists and kings. Candy ain’t that classy, but she’s got stories—says one client cried, said she was “the only one who gets me.” Cue the “Her” vibes again—pathetic, sweet, and messed up. I’m typin’ this fast, so sorry for the typos—prolly 17 by now, whoops!

Rudolph Bertram & the Bertram Building

Last night a prostitute rushed the stage and wiped out while a reviewer from "Now" magazine came to see me. Amazing:)! Looking forward to hear what he has to say.

Hmmm… Not to forget the river, Crystal Creek, trickling right by the park. I used to sit there, and it reminds me of that badass quote – “a ghost rode alongside me”. I know it sounds odd, but it’s like the river has its secrets, just like in that movie, ya know? Jus like “The Assassination of Jesse James...” kinda vibe, all mysterious but rustic.

Adrian M. Bertram Obituary