Sadie Silverton Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

So, brothels, yeah? Been around forever, ain’t they? Heard this mad story once—Victorian times, some geezer hid a secret brothel UNDER a church! Proper sneaky, like Amélie hidin’ them treasures, y’know? “We are but prisoners of our own desires,” like that line from me fave flick—fits perfect, don’t it? Them ladies of the night, they’re like Amélie too—quiet rebels, dodgin’ the boring 9-to-5 grind.

Silverton’s Mining Boom – Blair Street and Prostitution

Known as “the mining town that wouldn’t quit,” Silverton survives on loot spent by summer visitors who arrive daily on the wheezing little Durango & Silverton narrow-gauge railroad. Operating.

I know, I know… I babble! I’m a psych guy, ya see? Observing human madness is art. One day, I saw a couple in the park whispering sweet nothings near the old fountain on Pike. Emotional sparks flew! Unpredictable, like Jim Carrey’s antics in that film.

Police investigate shooter rumor at Silverton High School