Claire Logansport Brothel ❤️

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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell y’all ‘bout brothel! I’m sittin’ here, Master of the Forest, watchin’ them trees sway like they whisperin’ secrets, and I’m thinkin’—brothel’s like that dang folk song from *Inside Llewyn Davis*, “Hang me, oh hang me!”—runnin’ round in circles, never gettin’ nowhere! Now, I ain’t judgin’, honey, but them brothels? Ooo-wee, they a hot mess of sin and sass! Got them girls struttin’ like they own the joint, and them fellas droppin’ coins faster than a raccoon in a trashcan!

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This building right here is known as the Haitian brothel and literally all day long you will see individuals primarily men standing outside.

So, buddy, if you come visit, slip on some comfy shoes and walk downtown, take in the quirky magic of places like the old courthouse square, or that quirky alley with wild murals. There’s a sparkle in every cracked sidewalk and a story behind every whispering wind. It’s messy, it’s raw, and it sure as heck isn’t perfect–just like a wild, improvised masterpiece on canvas.

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