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About Phoenix

So, I roll in, velvet suit, ruffles poppin’, and it’s wild—chicks everywhere, all dolled up, smellin’ like sin and cheap perfume. Far out, right? Makes me wanna shout, “Oh, behave!” ’Cause it’s a trip—half these cats don’t even know brothels been around since forever. Like, back in Pompeii, they had lupanars—stone beds, naughty wall art, real freaky-deaky stuff! Blew my mind, baby!

History of the Red Onion

Then, as an afterthought, I asked where exactly Aspen's brothels were located back in the day. prostitute: brothel women, Rehfuss says.

I love the streets off the beaten track. I got a fave spot at a tucked-away park near South Galena Street. Not many know about it, but its vibe is mellow and raw – a hidden gem. I often lie on the grass during breaks to clear my head after a long day of kneads and oils. And let me tell ya, there's magic in it. I remember a day when a storm rolled in, and I was solo in that park – the wind howl, the leaves dancing; it was "so Ida" in its melody, calling to my inner poet.

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