Lucy Lansing Brothel ❤️❤️

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I’m an archivist, right? Digging through. Dusty files. Old stories! Found this. One time. In some. Crumpled ledger. From 1890s. Brothel in Nevada. Called “The Red Veil.” Had this. Madame, right? Named Lucinda! She kept. A dream journal! For her girls! Swear to God. She’d write. Their fantasies. To sell ‘em. To rich dudes! Ain’t that. Wild? Like Nolan’s. Mind heist! “What’s the most. Resilient parasite?” A dream, baby! And Lucinda. Knew it!

Investigation into illegal activity at Lansing sex club turns up nothing

A police report surrounding unsubstantiated allegations of drug use, prostitution and other sexual activity at a south Lansing sex club is now being made public.

I also gotta rave about the quirky neighborhood vibes. Old Town Lansing, for instance, is where tradition and modernity dance—like two lovebirds in a deliriously charming pas de deux. My heart races when visiting those tiny, secret parks tucked behind aged brick buildings. Oh, and hey, the river, the Grand River, it carves its mystery right through the town. Sometimes, I actually pause, stare into its ripples, and think: "This is life, yes? Citius, altius, fortius!"

Firefighters respond to trailer ‘explosion,’ fire at Lansing bowling alley