Anna Mcgregor Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, brothels—oldest gig in the book, right? Been around forever, like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens, how’s that for classy? Little known fact: they found graffiti in Pompeii, dudes braggin’ bout their “visits”—like Yelp reviews, but hornier! I’m laughin’, but I’m pissed too—imagine the smell, no AC, just sweat and regret. Makes me wanna yell, “WALL-E, clean this crap up!”—he’d roll in, beepin’, “E-vahhh,” all confused by the glitter and heels.

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I’m always surprised by the old railroad tracks that lurch near the back of town, whispers of long lost journeys, hmm, like in the movie, yesss “dreams” come undone and reweave. I remember, oh yes, I remembers a day when the river swelled like madness, and we danced, in the spa warm embrace, a naughty secret between ripples and stones.

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