Ruby Ogose Brothel ❤️

About Nagoya

Brothels got quirks, too. Some had secret tunnels—politicians, preachers creepin’ in, no one the wiser. Cracks me up, sneaky bastards! I’d prolly suck at that, trip over my own boots, “strategery” fail. Oh, and get this—Victorian times, they’d advertise with red curtains. Subtle, huh? Neighbors’d be like, “Nice drapes, Martha,”—clueless!

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Ordinance No. No whore to entice any man into the brothel by pulling on his coat or any other item of clothing. Fine: 20 shillings. And it wasn’t just the rules that made life for a Winchester .

But then, I get a call from my mom. She’s like, “You need to come home for dinner!” I’m like, “Mom, I’m busy!” But you know how moms are. Guilt trip central. So, I promise I’ll swing by after work.

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