Ava Howland Center Brothel ❤️❤️

About New York City

Here’s a kicker—Victorian times, brothels had secret codes! Knock twice, whisper “lilac,” door swings open. Sneaky, huh? Got me thinkin’—what’s hidin’ behind those walls? Prolly heartbreak, some laughs, lotta grit. Gets me mad, tho—folks judgin’ ‘em, not knowin’ the story. “My body is a cage,” movie line again—ain’t that the truth for ‘em? Trapped, but still kickin’.

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Howland Reed is the Lord of House Reed of Greywater Watch in the Neck, a Northern House directly on the border with the Riverlands.

Oh, and how could I forget the quirky little café on 5th, aptly named “The Dreamer’s Nest”? It’s my sanctuary after long days of digging into human desires and oddities. It’s like, I pour my soul into my work, and this place? It just gets me, like it’s a part of my personal inception.

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