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This one time, saw a brothel door – scratched wood, all worn. Texture was dope, tellin’ a story. Made me happy, weirdly. Thought, “Homer, you’re nuts!” Surprised me how pretty it looked, tho. Not glamorous, but real. Kinda like those bleak shots in my movie. Ever notice how brothel lights flicker? Dim, yellow – creepy but cool.

The Roanoke Inn – Where Friends meet Friends on Mercer Island

In there were 12 girls enrolled at Soma Memorial Girls Home. “We have 40 girls at Soma now,” says Basu in the sunny backyard of a Mercer.

The neighborhoods? They’re like chapters in some sordid, twisted saga. West Mercer, all sleek and suburban, with glammed up houses and manicured lawns that look like they were designed by a perfectionist—only the pretentious would call that “ideal”. East Mercer feels more raw; it got scars and stories, kinda like me before I figured out my path. And hey, there’s a bit of mysterious allure to places like Wayzata and 136th Ave SE—you never know what lurks behind the neat facades.

Mercer Island crews clean up after massive storm