Mila Fillmore Brothel ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Now, I’m picturin a brothel through my favorite flick, *Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind*. “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—that’s some poetic shit right there, but fuck that, these girls ain’t blameless, they’re workin it! Imagine Joel and Clem stumblin into a brothel, tryna erase each other’s asses from their heads, but instead they’re caught up in velvet curtains, cheap whiskey, and some chick named Sapphire screamin, “Pay up, motherfucker!” Shit’s hilarious—memory wipe ain’t gonna fix that tab!

Interviews

Fillmore Slim from San Francisco, and Payroll from Las Vegas. These pimps, and many others, discuss their theories on the history of prostitution. The pimps.

Oh, and check out the urban legends on Larkins Ave.—they say ghosts of old Fillmore linger. Crazy, right? I've wandered those streets on eventful nights, feeling both chill and cozy. Sometimes, i laugh out loud when I think about it.

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