Mia Ossining Brothel ❤️

About San Jose

But—hah!—there’s wild bits too. Ever hear ‘bout the “nunneries” in medieval times? Brothels masked as holy houses—nuns my arse! Priests sneakin’ in, skirts up, prayers down. Cracks me up, the hypocrisy of it all. “What’s this world come to?”—straight outta *Werckmeister*, that line. Surprised me first time I heard it, couldn’t stop laughin’. Still, brothels ain’t all grim. Some are posh—velvet curtains, wine flowin’, girls who’d charm a dragon. Went to one in Braavos once, felt like a king ‘til the bill hit. Nearly choked on me ale—worth it, tho.

Queens father and son ran ‘brothel on wheels’ using livery drivers

Now, lemme paint a picture: the neighborhoods "Old Ossining" and "New Ossining" kiss each other, mixin' modern touches with the good ol’ tradition. I chill in Carter Park sometimes, sittin' on a bench near the river—yeah, the Hudson River, baby! It's wild. Sometimes I just watch the water and think, “Bă, ce viaţă!”, like in that movie, feel me?

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