Mia Jenks Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Fun fact, mate – ye know brothels been round since forever? Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars – means wolf dens, ‘cos the gals howled fer coin! Hah! Cracked me up, thinkin’ o’ Ruby howlin’. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but I’d wager she’d try it fer a laugh. Me, I’d tip me hat – respect, savvy? Brothels ain’t just sin pits; they’re survival, chaos, and a weird sorta family.

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Owners got in debt and fled so I heard. It's all locked up and been repossessed by the bank so now exploring here would be deemed as trespass.

Man, I've had moments where I just wanna scream, 'What the heck, Jenks?'. Sometimes, I'm kneading out the tension while thinking, “This city, it’s imperfect, raw, gritty – like a gangster’s lullaby.” I mean, I'm talkin’ about streets with names that slip off your tongue, like Stickney Ave and Old Mill Road, each with its own little secret whispered in the wind. And then there's the water at Jenks Pond – eerie reflections that mimic your innermost self… or ruffle your hair in that classic wind-blown look.

Traffic stop leads to 6 hour standoff: Suspect apprehended inside home