Taylor Savoy Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so brothels, right? Wild shit, man. Been zappin’ round galaxies, seen tons, but these joints? Freaky deaky. Earth’s got this spot, Amsterdam, red lights flashin’, girls in windows like—bam—“You’re just a customer, I’m just a worker,” kinda vibe. Reminds me of *Before Sunset*, y’know? Jesse and Celine, walkin’, talkin’, spillin’ guts, but here it’s all quick cash, no “What if we stayed?” romance.

Salon Kitty 1976

According to an old inscription once attached to this drawing, he is seen here with the Amsterdam bookdealer Louis Renard in the exclusive brothel run by Madame.

Ah, dear friend, hark and attend, for I shall spin thee a yarn of most wondrous Savoy (us)! Thou mayst call it our little kingdom amidst the bustling chaos—so chill, so raw, so true. Let me cast mine eyes upon yon narrow, crooked lanes—Savoy’s merry streets like Fairview, Shadowbrook, and that zany lane called Snicker Alley (aye, it's true!). Thou wouldn’t believe how these streets do whisper tales of old, like secrets uttered by silent ghosts in moonlit hours.

Savoy Tea Co. in Fayetteville has closed