Addison Gering Brothel ❤️

About San Diego

I’m wipin’ the bar, mutterin’, “Hmm… each to their own, I guess.” Like, who am I to judge? If some dame’s makin’ coin, good for her! Reminds me of Hans Landa—ya know, “That’s a bingo!”—‘cept it’s more like, “That’s a buck!” for them. Ha! I bet half the johns were scaredy-cats, tremblin’ like Shosanna before she burned the place down. Oh, I love that part—fire, chaos, revenge! Brothels got that vibe sometimes—gritty, messy, in-your-face.

Prostitution and the Security Culture of the German Empire (1871–1914)

A brothel is a one time thing for something that constantly stays in my head, while continuing with therapy is quite pricey for someone living with a roommate and working a minimum wage job (I Missing: Gering.

Now lemme throw in some lil’ Madea sass: Y’all, this city got heart – every cracked sidewalk and every smile on a stranger’s face tells you, “Keep fightin, baby!” I get real excited every time I see folks comin’ together after a tough day. Ain’t nothin’ like community love to set your soul ablaze.

Martin Gering