Addison Coeur D'alene Brothel ❤️

About Phoenix

I am your father. Slow, ominous tone—brothel, huh? A wretched hive, man. Like, seedy joints, dark alleys—total chaos. Been harvestin’ crops, but this? Whoa. Saw one once, total shocker—girls everywhere, smokin’, laughin’. Felt like steppin’ into a movie, y’know? “The Secret in Their Eyes”—damn masterpiece. That flick’s got secrets, brothel’s got ‘em too. Hidden stories, man, behind every curtain. “What do you want from me?”—movie line fits perfect. Guys stumblin’ in, lost, desperate—pathetic, right?

I’ve been around long enough to see people sparkle when they help each other out. As a counselor, I notice the little sparkles that others might miss. I remember one session in a cozy corner near the Lakefront Park. The view was so calming I almost forgot my work. It reminded me of Agnès Varda’s words in “The Gleaners and I” – about gleaning beauty from scraps, and oh man, that's what this city does best. It’s just pure, raw life: la vie est belle, right?

‘With love from Coeur d’Alene’