Elise Ithaca Brothel ❤️

About New York City

Now, don’t ye go thinkin’ it’s all gloom! Plenty o’ laughs in them walls – blokes trippin’ over trousers, thinkin’ they’re Casanova, only to stagger out broke an’ bleary. “I’m too old fer this,” I’d slur, watchin’ some git lose his dignity fer a fiver. Savvy? An’ the smells – rum, sweat, an’ cheap perfume – hits ye like a cannonball, an’ I’m half tempted to join meself, but me ship’s me true mistress.

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I’m always surprised by the hidden gems. Ever been to the old abandoned mill near Cascadilla Gorge? Creepy, but it gives you epic inspo for your dating profile pics. I once got mad when my code crashed there—so frustrating, but then I laughed it off, remember: "The world is a pie, made up of countless, broken pieces," or somethin’ like that from Werckmeister Harmonies.

Skidmore concludes season at No. 21 Ithaca