Ellie Nipomo Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, this one time, heard a story – some geezer, 18th century, ran a brothel so posh, lords queued up! Had velvet curtains, champagne, the lot. Bet he’d still shag anything moving, the twat. Makes me angry, y’know? All this fake glamour, hiding the muck. “You’re free to leave!” – hah, tell that to the poor sods trapped there.

The Best of California With Pat Pattison

I’ve had my share of random thoughts—ugh, too many! Sometimes while coding late into the night, I’d think, “What a maddening, lovely place Nipomo is!” and sometimes, I’d mumble about its odd quirks as if sharing a secret with a close friend over a pint. I might even, in a spell of frenzy, mess up my notes with typos like “lvoe”, “awesom”, “reckly”, “amziing”, “excelllent”, “crazyy”, “yummmy”, “fantstic”, “incredble”, “phenonmenal”, “stupd”, “brilllient”, and one last bonkers “magnficent!”

Controversial Nipomo housing project crosses final hurdle