Mari Midway Brothel ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, here’s the deal—brothels ain’t just sex dens. Nah, they’re history’s dirty lil’ secret. Back in Pompeii, they had these joints with stone beds—stone, mate! Imagine the backache! Found a graffiti there once, “Hic ego puellas multas futui”—that’s “I banged lotsa girls here” in fancy talk. Cracked me up, thinkin’ some randy sod scratched that while waitin’ his turn. History’s full of that—little known shite nobody cares to teach.

Midway Saloon, St. Paul

He still wanted to marry her and to have her for himself. Daemon lied to Viserys about it but why didn't he go through with it in the brothel?

Oh yeah, and there’s this old record store on 9th—really quirky. They sell vinyl of forgotten bands, like relics from a lost era. Every record spins a new tale, kinda like my head when the bubonic stress hits. I can't help but wonder: "Is love really this messy?" Crazy, man!

On a sunken WWII aircraft carrier, experts find a mural, wrecked planes and a station wagon