Layla Eagleton Village Brothel ❤️

About Chicago

So – brothels. Been around forever. Oldest job, they say. In Rome – they had lupanars. Fancy word, huh? Means wolf den. Ladies howlin’ for coin. Dirty walls. Stank of sweat. Historians say – graffiti everywhere. “Secundus screwed here!” Real poetic shit. Makes ya wonder. What’s changed? Nothin’. People still chase tail. Still scribble their bullshit.

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For a time anyway in New York, the American Communist Party did, or had to, share a building with a brothel. Gay Talese has a marvelous.

The spa I own? Oh man, it's on Maple Grove. Soft music, steamy vibes, and pleasng customers. Its windows face the calm Prairie River. I often sit back and daydream. "It's all a story, a tale we tell," like that movie quote. Ruh-roh! Life here dances with film magic.

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