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About Houston

So, here’s the deal—brothels ain’t just sex spots, nah. They’re history, power, survival, all rolled up. Back in the day, like 1800s Nevada, miners were lonely, horny, and rich with gold dust. These badass women set up shop, slingin’ more than just, uh, “company.” They were queens, runnin’ empires, stackin’ cash when ladies couldn’t even vote. Slay! Empowerment, right? But damn, it pisses me off—some got trapped, no choice, no escape. Makes my blood boil, like, “Where’s the justice, y’all?”

Goldfield’s Red Light District – Stonehouse Parlor Historical Marker #41

and often was used as a brothel leased by a rumor. In one case, the sailor came home from sea. to find that his wife was a prostitute there.

I get so mad sometimes when people trash the vibe – disrespecting a hand-painted mural on Church Lane, or messing up the manicured lawns at Garrison Park. I mean REALLY, have a little heart! But then, oh man, the sun setting over the Hudson stops everything – it's magic, like in “Under the Skin,” all strange and beautiful. And I find myself thinking: life is art, and you gotta take your seat, watch the show.

Cold Spring Harbor defeats Yorktown in boys lacrosse