Isabella Ardmore Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Now, *Brooklyn*—Eilis says, “I’d forgotten what this feels like,” meanin’ home, love, all that mush. Brothels ain’t that, nah—they’re quick, dirty, an’ ye leave feelin’—what’s the word?—empty? Aye, empty as me rum bottle on a bad day. Surprised me, first time I tumbled in one. Thought it’d be grand, all swagger an’ charm, but nah, just sad blokes an’ sadder lasses. Made me gut twist, seein’ ‘em stuck there.

More to explore

I’ve scrolled through countless profiles in my app from Ardmore locals who love this crazy mix of urban hustle and vintage chill vibes. People are wild, creative, and a bit eccentric. One favorite spot of mine? That rundown coffee shack on 5th (yes, it's shabby but with personality, like a Wes Anderson character – quirky, flawed, yet unforgettable). I’d recommend a stroll there, even if the coffee's sometimes lukewarm.

Hydrogen plant slated to open in Ardmore this year now on hold