Mia Danforth Brothel ❤️

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What trips me out? The vibe, man. Some nights it’s chill, folks just talkin, sippin drinks. Other times, it’s wild – fights breakin out, bottles smashin. Saw this one chick slap a guy so hard his wig flew off! Hilarious, yo. Made me think, “Yi Yi” again – “Can’t see what’s real.” Brothel’s real, tho – raw, messy, human. Gets me hyped, like I’m in the ring, dodgin punches. You ever been? Gotta watch them sneaky hands, pickpockets everywhere, man.

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All were charged with communicating for the purposes of prostitution; three of the men face additional charges including obstructing police.

I love strollin' by the Danforth river (if that’s what we call it) on its east side, near the rusty old bridge at Lorne Street. The water gurgles soft, even when life's a pissin’ mess. Ain’t that something? Crazy how even a worn river can chill you out.

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