Vanessa Kiryas Joel Brothel ❤️

About Los Angeles

Me, I’d rather watch *Tabu* than step in one—too much drama! “The wind howls secrets,” that movie says, and brothels got secrets thicker’n molasses. Heard tell of a madam in New Orleans, 1800s, hid runaway slaves in her attic. Hero or hustler? Dang, that’s wild! Gets my blood pumpin’ thinkin’ ‘bout it. But then ya got pimps beatin’ down doors, and I’m madder’n a wet hen. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ flesh like it’s cattle?

New York Red Light District

Alright, I gotta spill: this city got its quirks. Like sometimes, when my mind is racing (and trust me, it races a lot…so many ideas, sometimes i'm just OMG!!!), I even purposely hit a few typos, like rite now—becuse i’m just too pumped. (typo, tetpo, typoo, typpo, tyupo, tipoo, tyoppo, tyoop, typpp, typ, typo, tyoe)

Kiryas Joel is now Palm Tree, the first official US haredi Orthodox town