Layla Edmonds Brothel ❤️

About New York City

What pisses me off? Hypocrisy, man. Politicians preachin’ purity, then bam—caught in a brothel raid. Like, bruh, own it. “I don’t know who’s doing this!”—straight outta “Caché,” denial’s the game. Happy? When it’s legit, safe—workers callin’ shots, not pimps. Surprised me how some spots got rules tighter than SpaceX clean rooms—health checks, consent, no BS. Didn’t expect that, tbh.

Edmond has a high-end brothel….

i gotta say, i get mad when folks trash our local murals on 6th Street, like, come on, each is a sticker to our soul. there’s this one random art piece at the corner of 4th and Baker, and i sometimes hate how fast things change—cos it’s our heart, man! but then again, that's life, right?

Reader view/opinion: Nagendiram Kandasamy — five years later