Lucy Keystone Brothel ❤️❤️

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Once saw this lad, young, all nervous—prolly his first time! Looked like a lost pup, made me snort—poor sod! Brothel’s got stories, mate, tons! Like this one tart, swear she’s got a stash of gold under her bed—heard her braggin’ once. Me, I’d nick it, yesss, precious! Oh, and the madam? Total witch—rules like a queen, scares me silly! “I’m not afraid of you!” I hiss, but nah, I am, haha!

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One of the last remaining buildings that was once a brothel in Cinder Bottom. Feb. image by author. How would you like to carry groceries up these stairs?

I’m tellin’ ya—nothing about Keystone is too polished. It’s gritty beauty, just like that film—raw, poignant, bittersweet as hell. With my hands, I've felt the life in its bricks and parks. Every scar and crease on a client’s back reminds me: this town’s a testament to genuine, chaotic, imperfect life.

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