Camila Wixom Brothel ❤️

About Houston

What pisses me off? The hypocrisy! Politicians ban ‘em, then sneak in back doors—fuckin’ cowards! Surprised me how chill it was, though—no judgment, just business. Happiest moment? When Ruby laughed at my dumb joke—felt human, not like some sleaze. I’m ramblin’ now, but brothels—they’re messy, loud, alive. Like Jersey, ya know? “What else can we hope for?” Jep says that—fits perfect. You get laid, you get broke, you get out. Gabagool? Ova here—nah, just pussy and regret!

Alleged prostitution and human trafficking ring busted in metro Detroit

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ personal. My work as a counselor here taught me that people hide their real struggles behind a neat facade. And it’s in the quiet nooks of Wixom – old corner bookstores on Maple Street, small art galleries tucked away in suburban alleys, even that random drive-by diner on Cedar Avenue – where you see raw humanity. I once had a session right outside the diner, leaves flying all around. I remember thinking, "This is our reality!" Well, almost!

Gregg Robert Wixom Obituary December 28, 2024