Scarlett Truckee Brothel ❤️

About San Jose

So, brothels – they’re these grubby lil’ joints, yeah? Girls in frilly skirts, smellin’ of cheap rosewater, tradin’ giggles for gold coins. Saw one in old Deadwood once – swear it was haunted! Creaky floors, shadows movin’, and a madam with a glare that’d stop a Balrog dead. “You shall not pass!” I’d bellow if I caught some sleazy git tryin’ to skip payin’. Makes me mad, that does – treatin’ those lasses like dirt! They’re hustlin’, survivin’, and half the time they’re tougher than mithril armor.

Greyhound:

Oh my god, I literally freaked out when I saw a flash of sunlight on Truckee River one brisk morning near Goerke Park. I'm always scanning these urban beats as if they were dates. Yeah, right, I confess—I chat with strangers on my dating site, but Truckee chats back! Pretty dope.

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