Ivy Garrison Brothel ❤️

About San Jose

Oi, ever think ‘bout the smells? Stale beer, sweat, an’ desperation – brothel stench sticks to ya. Makes me wanna puke, but I sling drinks anyway. “It’s over,” Georges whispers in the film – wish I could say that to every lass stuck there. We hates it, precious! But it’s life, innit – dark, daft, an’ a bit funny if ya squint.

How to make a building generate happiness for garrisoned unit?

So, first up, you gotta check out Main St. runnin' right through downtown. The vibe there’s off the charts – little cafes, quirky shops, and a streeet side energy that’s straight-up wild. I be wanderin' these streets, massagin' folks in neighborhoods like Eastside, where the locals be fam and the art joints be poppin'. Crazy, right?

John Garrison