Nora Henryetta Brothel ❤️

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I’m grindin’, oil’s splashin’, and I’m yellin’, “Work, ya filthy brothel!” Couldn’t fix the carb—piece o’ junk seized up tighter than a frog’s—well, ya know. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it felt like that car was mockin’ me, sittin’ there all sassy. Hi-ho! Thought about torchin’ it, but nah, I’m too soft. Quirky lil’ me, huh? In my head, I’m like, “Kermit, ya dummy, why’d ya take this job?” ‘Cause I love it, that’s why—mess and all.

The history of brothels

The shop itself is cute (it used to be a brothel, lols) and I liked how they had it set up/decorated. I gave a "moderate" price rating because I feel that.

Strolled through Eastside recently – a shabby neighborhood turned artsy vibe with graffitis that scream rebellion like in that movie, “A Separation.” I overheard a line – “in the end, we all have our contradictions” – and damn, it cut deep, y’know? Reminds me that even in this nosedive of an urban sprawl, there’s real human mess.

Brenda Cellier Obituary (2025) - Henryetta, OK - Rogers Funeral Home